Calm willow weaving in the afternoon without Leroy or Louisa or Syd.
The smell of my t-shirt.
Lily and Louise were back!
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15 people on my monthly walk and it was so sunny!
Quiet lunch in the sun.
Celia has offered me the use of her house in France!
New phone.
Tidying in the office. I always love it when this happens.
Having lunch upstairs for a change.
A quiet day of lie ins, reading, fabric shopping, sewing and radio 4.
Alec at Liam’s birthday.
Awaiting poster.
The dangling leaves in the overgrown archway.
Some quiet, calm reserves work.
Massaman curry.
Shopping when it’s quiet in the morning. I was able to stare at the cereals for aaaaages with no one walking past or making me feel like I need to hurry.
Sewing all day, mostly by memory. More jeans and another jumper.
Another HelloFresh meal. I love lemony minty things. I need to use those flavours more.
Enjoying a London Eggs hangout. Feels like an age since I’ve enjoyed one.
Buying a desk and a beautiful lamp.
Having some quiet time on the train to and from to read my book.
Lying on my bed in the afternoon sunshine, with a hot water bottle and a book and trying to relax. No work today.
A butterfly on the parkland walk.
Petek with Jonny. Actually IN the restaurant. And the owner came over to talk to us and see how we are. And he obviously sent us over the free baklava at the end too!
I made gyoza.
I did some sewing, quietly.
Egg fried rice.
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.
Getting home to a pretty quiet London and a very quiet house, where I read my book for a few hours.
Going to see Frozen 2 on my own.
Making vegan cupcakes and eating a lot of uncooked batter.
I felt more positive when I woke up. It felt good to finish the sewing and tidy the house, listening to BBC 6 and the obscure Christmas songs. Including the bird related ones.
A long walk through Highgate Woods with Jen
Trying to walk through the mud.
A long walk in the woods with Jim. Yellow leaves, grey sheep and green fields.
A home cooked Sunday lunch with loads of gravy.
No headphones, no traffic. Just quiet.
Jen. Lovely Jen. And her genital warts.
Reading in the pub before she arrived, with a wanky kombucha and barely anyone else around.
“Hole stapler”
Autumn leaves. So bright and colourful.
Walking through the park on the way home. Smelling the nature smells, looking into the pond and feeling quiet.
Sewing vulvas, on the floor of my living room, listening to podcasts.
My green tea matched my trousers.Feeling really quiet and calm at lunch. It felt like there was no wind, no noise, just peace. And my book and the sun.Strawberries, peanut butter and yoghurt.
Naked yoga
Time on my own
Soph liked my music. No one ever likes my playlists.
My outfit today. Those bloody dungarees again and some stripey red socks. Total winner.
Walking along in the sun with good music, doing some chores and feeling happy and beautiful and strong.
Walking home from Jo’s (after Eurovision which I didn’t realise I loved!) and it being kind of warm and quiet and peaceful.
The idea that I might be able to buy a house. In Islington.
The abundance of blossom everywhere. Fleeting and beautiful.
Not listening to anything. Just silence
Going to the Galentine’s day brunch, when I didn’t really want to. But it took me out of myself which was great. Also got to hang with Buster, this big, beautiful dog.
Discovering new music by women, singing about feminism and getting oral sex and it made me feel so much stronger and happier.
Our quiet flat back to me and Jonny for the night. Homemade pizza and silly TV.
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.
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 the morning on my own, taking down the exhibition. A nice quiet start to the day.
Leaving work early because the adults had all gone. So I sat in the park reading for a few hours.
Hanging out with Stuart, Matt and the Greeks for Bill’s birthday picnic. They are fun and it was lovely to have a fun evening with Stuart again.
Having an iced coffee in the sun outside the new (to us) coffee place near our new house.
Walking slowly round Paks, looking at everything and not feeling rushed.
Lying in the park, reading in the sun on my own. It’s been a really relaxing quiet day.
Washed sheets. Dried them in the sun. Back on the bed and day, smelling amazing. That’s the dream right there.
Walking back from signing the contract, along our quiet sunny road. Everything feels lovely when the sun is out.
Warm dark evenings. It feels like being on holiday. It makes everything feel different.
Realising I had a whole heap of reasons to be happy today. Feeling really calm and happy. No housemates, no real day plans, being organised and peaceful. Getting my fingers in the dirt again.
Going to visit Holly and Al’s new flat. It’s beautiful. And Al telling funny, long stories about making the perfect coffee.
Alec and Ciaran at Doug’s party. Those two make me laugh heaps. HEAPS.
A probably bad person to start a conversation with. But distracting. Which I needed today.
Sun. Heat. Even when it was raining.
The right tube turning up first so I didn’t have to speak to anyone on the journey home.
A few minutes to myself at lunch time. No talking, no managing, no customers, nothing.
First experience of Deliveroo. And such a happy driver!
Delicious Thai food and bad TV. Thanks Deliveroo.
When Taylor Swift came on at the gym.
Not talking until 6pm.
Being focused and the hours slipping away as I worked on my job application.
Emailing with mum.
Making it to meditation and feeling happy to be there and part of a group.
Going for a walk from one work venue to another and hitting a really quiet, wind-free spot in town.
Three little things 