Ladies, I bought a new bra and it is almost comfortable. Apologies to my male readers, the comfort of bras may not be a top priority, although you may hear the women in your life complain about the indignity of bras from time to time. I hate bra shopping, in shops and online. I was puzzled to find that several online lingerie retailers make sizing complicated by not providing a measurement chart for their products but instead offer an interactive questionnaire to find your ideal model based on preferences rather than measurements. I can't be bothered with that. Give me the measurements. And yes, I should (and can) make my own but I don't enjoy it much.
I am exhausted, work has been tiring. It never seems anything but. If I had any other marketable talents, I might reconsider my career. Just 16 years until I reach retirement age. Family live is also exhausting. I'd like to send them all to the moon, or at least to a distant cottage. Alas, we are still under a stay at home order so that's not going to happen.
Lockdown hair anyone? Mine is wild and grey. I bought four pretty hair clips in an attempt to exert a bit of control, and a styling mousse. I know, fancy.
All children are now back at school, the younger ones for two half days, Annie for four half days. Both boys grew out of their school trousers, they are comically short. It looks like they spent all their spare energy on growing. Everything looked a bit crumpled (and still does). James also grew out of his school shoes. He has to wear his big sisters black trainers. We'll be doing some online shopping shortly.
Looking through our bags of hand me down clothes for a pair of school trousers that fit James prompted me to sort through both boys wardrobes. James did his own, then Alistair picked what he liked from James' too small pile and we sorted through his own wardrobe to make space. I think the hand me down clothes are self replicating in the storage bag under my bed, we never seem to run out. The last item of clothing I can remember buying for James was a pair of pjs back in October. This he has outgrown.
Sam visited today for brief half hour after work. It was good to see him more than just in passing. With restrictions easing a little, he is now able to sit with us in the back garden. I am so very tired of all the restrictions but in the interest of public health, we continue to be cautious and adhere to the guidelines. The same cannot be said for all around us. We'll all pay the price at some point.
For distraction, I sewed another long sleeved top. I used the teal and orange wide striped loopback jersey I bought together with the pink and orange version you've already seen. I rather like it, I am wearing it now
I also spent a happy hour cleaning the fridge. It was a bit minging if I can be completely honest and scrubbing every last corner was very satisfying. It is sparkling now. Nobody noticed of course (or maybe it wasn't that dirty in the first place). I also sorted through the freezer and found two tubs of summer berries that I had forgotten about. I made them into mixed berry jelly, it is most delicious.
Finally, I ate three jam doughnuts. Annie made about 12 this weekend. I won't need any more calories until about Wednesday.
With that I'll leave you to ponder your own lockdown lives. I hope it is less tedious than mine. Thanks for visiting.