We are one week into the new year and already 2020 seems like an old friend. Routines have resumed and all is under control. For now. I must admit, I was very happy to send the children back to school. I am less happy to be back at work but needs must and this term will be less stressful than the last one. I was that close to a burn-out... I was told on my last day of work that I had to move office before Christmas. Typical. But my new office is a lot nicer and it comes with an office mate and a kitchenette. So far so good. Best of all, no dogs wandering in for a pee.
Do you make resolutions for the new year? I make some kind of resolution every day... tomorrow I shall not swear at the alarm clock..... next week I am finally throwing out the trainers with big holes and leaking soles.... tonight I am going to paint my toenails a pretty shade of pink.... tomorrow I will not worry about what I cannot change.... tonight when I feel peckish I shall eat an apple instead of three slices of bread. So that's that.
Anyway, I didn't mean to write about resolutions, I am here for my January... ing post.
Joinining the beginners group of our local running club. I'll see where this takes me. Running helps to keep the weight down and a lower weight means less stress on my joints, which means less pain in the long term. I'll be fifty this year and it want to look after my body.
Cutting teeny tiny squares of fabric from scraps that were too small for my postage stamp quilt. Once sewn up they will measure an an inch, just over two centimetres. I making placemats for a cheerful dining experience.
Testing a new to me brand of machine sewing needles. Organ needles are packaged in cardboard envelopes, which seems preferable than the sturdy little plastic boxes other brands come in. Every little helps.
Peeking into other peoples homes on my daily short jog. It is a good time of year for nosy people like me because it is dark early and lights are on. The Christmas trees are almost all gone from the bay windows but there are still plenty of twinkling lights in the front gardens.
Knitting the final few rounds of the body of my pink Polaris jumper. I think I am done with knitting jumpers/cardigans with 4 ply. It just takes forever.
Feeling cross with the wool moths. My newish purple cardigan looks like Swiss cheese. I took me so long to knit that one. The moths in our house prefer alpaca over sheep yarn. It is all out war against the moths.
Listening to Magpie Murders by Anthony Horowitz and thoroughly enjoying it. The two narrators are really engaging.
Making peanut butter. It was not a success. I burned the peanuts and the texture is greasy and crumbly... I hope the birds like it because I sure don't.
Dreaming of a proper winter. The rain is battering the windows and the wind is howling down the chimney. It is not nice.
Mending a linen bed sheet that was worn through in the toe region. We invested in linen bedding because it is meant to be more durable than cotton. Alas, it is not.
Thinking about a summer holiday.
How is January shaping up for you?
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