I was going to write lots of stuff but am finding it...tricky. It might have something to do with my headache, just having to extricate a piece of Oreo from a three-year-old nose or the knowledge that people I know read me...in a lurky kind of way which has a kind of silencing effect on me.
The other day, with six hours of blissful nothing stretching ahead, I went for a quick walk. Just down a nearby lane. In search of trees and leaves and lovely nature.
It's creative, finding different things that will feel like a treat. And it was, a refreshing one. The other treat of that day was ironing in front of daytime television. Strange to admit that but it was one because it's something I rarely do but is very satisfying.
How do you lift your spirits/treat yourself now that the gloom and damp of winter is settling in?
