Driving the van and singing loudly.
Taking myself to lunch.
Moving my therapy appointment earlier and not in West London.
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Siri buying and making me lunch.
Ciaran was at the pub!
Being invited paddle boarding on Sunday.
A successful Labia Lessons with the Peckham WI.
Taking myself out for lunch and then buying a massive ginger cookie.
I have feedback during the aggression training that I think was really helpful even though it was scary to say and I’m really proud of myself.
Lying in the warm conservatory.
A bonding moment over all of us doing PCR tests in the car by Waitrose.
The lovely lunch at the Heron, walking past pretty houses.
The second half of the sound bath. All the twinkly music.
Walking. I did all my steps after barely moving for a week.
Treating myself to a Greek lunch.
Lunch with Jo at Big Jo.
Going into the fabric shop again. I got to touch fabrics!
Sewing Bee with biscuits and Jonny.
Cuddles with Nina at the hairdresser’s.
Bought myself a fancy sandwich from Paul’s.
Jonny made me dinner and we had a lovely silly conversation.
The bluuuue sky and bright pink blossom.
Getting lots of shit done today. Lots of shopping for little bits. Itch relief cream, tissue paper, envelopes, elastic, clay. It feels very successful.
Having lunch in a cafe again. And eating a shit ton of veg followed by a great hot chocolate.
The ridiculous Christmas setup I found at one house today. There was even a big manger scene on the side of the house, along with a snowscape in the shed.
Saw Jen for an impromptu lunch. Not at all vegan but very delicious.
Sewing vulvas and listening to funny podcasts.
GBBO lols from Twitter
Bright purple flowers.
Pea and mint soup in a nice cafe, reading, sat in the faint sunlight.
Moisturising my poor itchy vulva. Although it does feel nice to moisturise.
Lunch at Romeo’s, reading and eating healthy things on my own. Plus a ginger oat cookie for the desk.
Jill Dando chat.
Jonathan desperate to tell me about Claudia.
Finding two £10 notes on the walk to work.
Sitting in the sun for lunch, by the canal.
Deciding to walk home along the canal too. Just for a bit.
Lunch lying in the swaying grass.
Team Muji trip. Bought two pillowcases.
James date.
Going for lunch on my own at Romeo’s. Reading in the dark corner.
GIS-ing like a pro.
A night on the sofa, in my comfies, all the candles lit, Christmas lights on, hot water bottle and The Santa Clause. Exactly what I wanted.
Mint chocolate bar. So delish.
Park lunch. And it’s officially autumn.
Closing my eyes during my haircut and focusing on the nice feelings and sounds. Real life ASMR.
Quiet sunny lunch at home after some work in a different, prettier office
Feeling happier and chattier. Talking to Sarah and doing a bit of mental health championing.
Chatting and poppadoms with my cousin
I tried an Ofo bike. It was pretty exhilarating to cycle to work!
Spending my lunchtime back in the park. Hello nice weather.
I got a ‘lol’ in an email from Simon. Can’t believe it.
Spending the day next to Adam, chatting away.
Putting up my exhibition of clean air posters made by kids. It looks so sweet! I’m really happy with it.
Itsu lunch. Because this week needs it.
Just being with Jonny in the flat, making silly jokes, sharing chocolate, watching him play Assassin’s Creed. We’ve definitely settled in now.
(Plus the beautiful vulva pin and being a photo of Han looking all pregnant and lovely)
Another free lunch from Roger. Salmon and plantain today.
The Fish guys, cheering me up after a teary evening.
A couple of fun chats at work. I like my team.
Beautiful Islington. God I love it here.
Going for a coffee and a pastéis de nata at lunchtime on my own, reading my book in the sunny cafe.
I had a proper to do list and actual things to do. It felt good.
Lunch in the park, reading a great book.
The cardboard VR headset game about pollution. I liked watching Libby turn around and around in her seat.
A night on my own, at my house. Tax return (hello £900 rebate!), replying to emails, picking up pills, making reusable face pads, salads ready for lunch and a face mask. It felt so so good to just get things done and be at home.
Walking to work through the snow. Smiling and being happy after a cuddly night. And happy to be walking to work again.
I’ve been paid! Finally finally finally.
Itsu for lunch. Thanks salary. And another lovely walk. Thanks fixed foot.
Lots of housemates in the kitchen. And I told them about BOW.
A team lunch for Anthony’s birthday. It was a nice bonding experience.
Free Fortnum and Mason bits. Hello yummy ginger biscuits and fabulous face oil.
First day. Not too bad actually.
I had great references! I mean, I should do, I wrote one of them myself.
Itsu for lunch. I’ve missed you.
Making friends with Hannah. For the one day we’ll work together. But she’s lovely. We had a really nice, if a little chilly, lunch together.
Being offered another time for the second interview. It’s nice to be chased. And I think I might want it a bit more.
Feeling quietly accomplished today. I took in lunch – a healthy delicious one in. I worked hard. I made another proper dinner (using a whole variety of pans) and then set up an invoice and tax tracker.
Sitting in the garden, reading in the sun.
Potato and egg salad. Homemade.
The incredible thunder storm at night. I love a good storm!
Being all together as a family, having lunch in the garden for the last time.
Watching Ben laugh so hard retelling the new Dad’s Army film that he cried.
Coming back to Lauren. And my garden smells. Someone who can commiserate with me and a nice place to sit before the week starts again.
A day off, spent quite quietly again, doing things that needed to get done. Taxes, cleaning, sorting. Sending photographs of my vulva to feminist artists to make body positive artwork. You know, the usual.
Impromptu lunch with Hannah at Abocado. It was nice to have a hug.
A beer and a fire. I always love a fire.
Spending the afternoon with W. And finally making it to Dotori.
A walk in the sun
Accidentally getting too drunk in Shoreditch with some of the Good Eggs. Sorry Wiseman.
Lunch in the garden in the sun. Just like we always used to.
Going shopping for the Period Party. Dad rummaging in a basket of stamps to find a V stamp to use as entrance stamp. I love my dad.
A sunny walk around the river and going into the charity shop. Walking out with a sick new shirt. Thanks dad. 😘
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