This year is flying by and at the same time dragging on. It is a bit dreich and windy outside but islands of colour brighten up my view. The Rudbeckia are still going strong, such a gorgeous yellow.
Enjoying a family afternoon tea, prepared by Annie. She made everything from scratch, the little sandwiches were amazing and the tiny Victoria sponges divine. She also made mini chocolate eclairs and of course scones.
Gazing out of my office window, seeking out pops of colour and trying to commit the cheerful brightness to memory for the darker months ahead.
Reading/listening to - The Scent Keeper by Erica Bauermeister (soppy with an unsatisfactory ending). I also just finished My Sister The Serial Killer by Oyinkan Braithwaite (weird) and This Tender Land by William Kent Kruger (loved it).
Watching - Ambulance on the BBC iPlayer. Also watching re-runs of House. I beat him to a diagnosis 2 out of 3 times and I am not even a medical doctor. Plenty of parasitic diseases and other unusual infections, which is my playing field. The producers didn't have a good science or medical adviser, that's a fact.
Keeping an eye on my vital signs as part of the Covid-19 vaccine trial I am participating in. So far so good, no adverse reactions (or any reaction as matter of fact).
Loving my first (and not last) podcast appearance. I don't think I made a complete fool of myself but I am probably not the best judge of that.
Casting on a new pair of socks. Most of my knitted socks are beyond darning, they just don't last as well as my shop bought socks. Yes, I am using sock yarn and no, I don't have especially pokey toes. It remains a mystery.
Sewing my coat, one button hole at the time. I mean this literarily, I made one bound button hole on Monday, another two on Sunday. This can't be rushed and in fact, nothing can be rushed with this coat. I should be done for Christmas.
Forcing myself go for a walk at lunchtime, at least on no-jogging days. I am concerned my butt will permanently fuse to my office chair this side of Christmas if I don't make changes to my working day.
Planning for Sam's birthday. We are not allowed indoor visits and because he shares a flat, he can't form a bubble with us. He wants a BBQ in the garden. I hope for an opportunity to meet in a cafe for brunch instead. Having said that, I am not keen to mingle in public spaces while Covid-19 numbers are high. But I will for Sam.
Wondering if I should bake a Christmas cake. Annie informed me that nobody likes it. She probably means herself. I don't know why I care, I love it.
Procrastinating... I should be marking reflective essays but I just can't do it. Tomorrow.
Admiring Jack's ability to completely relax. Oh to be a dog (or a cat, they are also great at relaxing).
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