Chatting to Jo in a cafe, like normal.
Hoovering the living room.
Watermelon.
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A long walk on the heath with very changeable weather.
Tiny dogs with teeny legs.
Organising my fabric and folding and stacking it all neatly.
Finishing my trousers and making little dungas for Coop.
Going for a walk through the trees along the parkland path. No music, no podcast, just me and my thoughts. And I was kind to myself this time.
Buying another plastic box to sort my vulva making stuff into. I like organisation.
Masturbating for the first time in ages. With the sun coming in through the window, after I’d taken photos of myself for the zine.
My clean tingly feet after my evening shower, getting ready for bed.
The new thread tidying systems arrived. I love neat things.
A cool little animation about masturbation.
Having the afternoon off to do final Period Party planning. I feel so much calmer having done it all. And my to do list is so much smaller.
Some flirty texting with Diarmuid.
New jars, tidy cupboard
Leaving work suuuuper early to shop and yoga and write and organise and tidy
Booked the weaving course!
Sitting in the park bench at lunch time, reading. Letting my eyes readjust to the green and blue of the park.
Realising that I’ve actually got a lot organised for Clean Air Day.
Having a long old chat with Libby at work.
Lying in the park at lunch time.
Cooking lots of veg and making meals. I feel very organised.
Painting the yellow bits on the chairs.
Friendly shop assistants in the new fabric shop in FP. Lots of smiles.
Lots of neat boxes with vulva making materials in. I love neat boxes.
Dinner back at the French restaurant we went to on our first date. Delicious and drunken. That chocolate mousse though.
The sunset view from the office. Such a warm glowing light.
My vulva making workshop will be at WOW! Yippee!
Getting food ready for tomorrow. I feel so organised and smug.
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.
Got my new (to me) bedside table. I love my white room.
Got my finished pottery back. It’s so satisfyingly smooth.
Organised and sorted out my room. Chucked a whole heap of stuff out and tidied lots. I feel pretty calm after that.
Paper food.
An evening at Sarah’s. Pizza, chocolate, sex chat.
A long brunch with Holly.
Wearing my new shirt to work.
Getting this beautiful embroidered vulva in the post. Ready to be won at my Period Party. Alongside a beautiful note from the artist. 😘
Having an evening to myself. Sorting myself out. Cleaning, organising, cooking and eating vegetables. I feel a bit more back on track.
Got a Netflix log in. Used it to watch The True Cost. Which actually isn’t a film that makes you smile. But it’s made me determined to go back to my old, greener, better ways. And that’s a good feeling.
I feel organised. I packed for Christmas. And I wrote a packing list for Jonny for Vietnam. Even though I don’t want him to go.
I read back over my list of new things I’ve done this year and remembered all the cool, interesting things I’ve been up to. I skied!
Brunch babes at Beagle. And mine was free!
Actually making lunch for tomorrow. And breakfast. Basically I organised the shit out of my Monday meals.
Iced coffee, custard tart and chatting to Jo in the sun. A unplanned and lovely Sunday afternoon.
Powerpuff us!
Making some headway on organising the hub.
Accidentally befriending the neighbouring cat out the window. Now he won’t leave.
Three little things 