Archives for posts with tag: me time

Taking time to myself in the library whilst at work.

Sorting out the basement, on my own. I like tidy things.

Lots of texts with James.

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Naked male feet, enjoying the sun at lunch time. Not something I’d usually enjoy but it made me happy to see toes enjoying the warmth towards the end of September.

Feeling calm about Sunday. Walking around in the sun, putting up posters slowly and not feeling stressed.

An evening on the sofa with a book, apple and peanut butter and a teapot of green tea.

Lunch was late but it was perfect in the park. Amazing blue sky and still warm.

He got my care package. I’m really glad I sent it. No matter what else.

An evening to myself. I left work at half 4. I made a good Instagram post for the Period Parties. I did yoga with Adriane. I baked. I watched Bake Off.

Hooooome. No more hen party.

Lying in the park, texting James.

Hearing that 100 Vaginas made the young women feel much happier with their vulvas. 😍

Also my plant has the beginnings of tomatoes and I went out for lunch on my own again. Hello vegan food and silence.

Barry in Archway. So bloody lovely and helpful. Took me right out of my bad mood.

Clicking my back at the end of yoga. That felt very needed.

Knowing I have the flat to myself for a week and a half. Perfect timing as my PMT was outrageous today and now I can live exactly as I want until it goes away.

The chihuahua with the tiny head and big lab body. And friends that send silly photos to cheer me up.

Having lunch on my own. Eating my bento lunchbox, wearing my silver top and reading.

Cooking and baking. Banana pancakes, oaty banana biscuits and broccoli cakes.

MY CUTE LETTERING. So pleased with this.

Taking the afternoon to myself. To sew, eat brownies and do yoga.

Jo at the school being so grateful for my help in getting rid of some of their furniture.

Sitting in the park instead of going straight back to the office. And watching the bird bathe in the dog bowl.

Deciding to have tomorrow off and make time for me.

A short chat with Jo whilst I waited for the work event. It’s good to have someone who understands and makes me feel like I’m doing the right thing.

A really bloody good breakfast. Vegan banana pancakes with chia seeds and peanut butter and fruit and flaxseed. And a Georgian cup of tea.

Another dungaree dress in the bag.

A long, very James, voice message from James about his dream.

P.s. leaving the party and coming home to dance around my living room by myself.

Adam getting a Drive Now car and driving me home because it was raining too damn hard.

I’m going on holiday in a few days time! Goodbye shitty rainy June weather!

Yoga in the living room. Green tea. Dark chocolate. And a whole evening of reading my book.

Naked yoga

Time on my own

Soph liked my music. No one ever likes my playlists.

Talking to Andrew about vulvas, penises, willies and dicks.

Deciding to come home and relax rather than go to the talk.

Being helpful to Andrew when Claudia was being a complete dickhead. It felt good to be needed and to be able to help.

A walk along the canal. For work. Obvs.

A quick fix from the neurologist.

Vegan sausages and an early bedtime. I’m glad I bailed. I needed this time alone.

Feeling knowledgeable and part of something in the comms meeting. Also seeing the lovely friend fun side of Simon.

A night to myself. Making lunches, doing ironing, putting up the hook in my room. Actually I was really happy about the hook.

Reading our loud to myself.

Mornings on my own in the flat.

Lots of dating activity. Went on one whilst arranging another. And got asked on another (although I feel bad about that one)

Scrambled tofu. First time. Loved it.

New jars, tidy cupboard

Leaving work suuuuper early to shop and yoga and write and organise and tidy

Booked the weaving course!

My little cousin got my best friend’s book for Christmas. And I told everyone that he wrote it. And then she read some to me.

Getting home. Hello flat. Hello London. Hello peace and quiet.

Texting Alex.

Time to myself.

A walk as the sun was setting and the light was beautiful.

Mamma Mia: Here We Go Again. Still makes me laugh

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.

A Frida Kahlo inspirational quote

Working from home. I.e. doing lino printing, watching Dumplin’ and going for a sunny walk to the post office.

Dinner and drinks for Becky’s birthday and making friends with Emma. Feeling like I could actually help with something. I like being open about sexual assault. It feels like a helpful thing to be open about.

Going home after lunch. Telling, not asking.

An afternoon nap and orgasm. Exactly what I needed.

Games night at Sarah’s. It was nice to meet Brett and, as mean as it sounds, seeing married couples be snappy with each other made me happy to be single.

Lunchtime walk in the park and discovering this bench. This bench that feels so me.

The two women sat on the bench, in the sun, under the turning leaves. Idyllic.

Friday night yoga, healthy dinner and a mini DIY facial. This is my kind of Friday night.

Eggs lolz in the morning with Alec and Doug.

Having the morning to myself and sitting in the sunny living room ordering food processors and hoovering and waxing and eating cheese on rye bread

The leaves at the new photography centre at the V&A.

Making a turmeric latte.

Dinner, drinks and coming home with Stuart

Two walks in the park, amongst the autumn leaves

Seeing my plastic free menstrual product sticker up on the toilet doors. I love seeing them.

The hairdresser’s. The ASMR of the scissors, the woman next to me who told me how much she loved my haircut and wants the same, having an hour where I just sat. No book, no phone, no screen. Just sitting.

AND finding my new favourite tea in the Japanese shop near my house.

Another sweet message about This is a Vagina.

A flake turned into a free evening all to myself. It was total bliss.

Doing a bit of project work. I updated my teemill store and eventually figured out how to make an Instagram story.

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.

The beautiful studio

The beautiful pants I made

Embroidering alone to a podcast.

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.

Reading my book by the fire in a pub with a glass of red wine, on my own.

Seeing Andrew’s long hair at uni. It’s good to have a boss that joins in your definitely-procrastinating-at-work conversations.

Having Andrew make me realise that the walking route is still a good idea, after I felt a bit disheartened from meeting David.

Walking to work through the park in the morning sun. It cheered me up more than I thought it would.

Mum is fine! Thank god.

Watching a film by myself in the living room. Plus a couple of chocolate biscuits.