Notes from the Peculiarosity
But I am feeling better (finally speaking to a doctor who said quite frankly "you must be really pissed off" - YES I AM - helped enormously) and this coincided with the swimming pool I go to on the way to work reopening. Oh bliss. That half an hour swimming in warm water, watching the reflection of the water on the ceiling, no phone for anyone to reach me on...it's one of the most lovely parts of my day.
And now, Christmas! I love this. Not for the presents (although I can't deny those help) but for the lights, the greenery brought inside, the food and the catching up with family and friends. I like receiving cards. I like the darkening mornings and afternoons. I even like the sound of the rain drumming against the windows...providing it's on a Sunday and I don't have to get up from under my nice warm duvet.
This year, for the first time in 6 years, I even have a real tree, which we soaked in water for 2 hours before bringing it in, in the hope that'll help it retain the needles. The Christmas Diplodocus (how do you say it? Di-PLOD-ocus or Dip-loh-docus? I prefer the former) is at the top and the Christmas Stegasaurus is in the middle. I have a thing about dinosaurs.
And now for 3 things that are rather marvellous:
The question of presents has arisen and I may have become a little overexcited when I idly googled "Nightmare Before Christmas" and "Christmas sweaters" and a whole new world of kitschy items featuring my favourite skeleton* appeared on my screen...The boyfriend has been gently steered in the direction of a hoody that I now know I really need for Christmas.
This great little article on the winter blues and how to deal with them. "I stopped complaining about it getting cold and dark, I stopped dreading the arrival of snow." It's not telling you anything you don't already know, but sometimes you have to see it to know it.
The Bonington Art Gallery in Nottingham have a great exhibition programme. I'm hoping to get to see this while I'm off work in December.
Hoping to get back into the swing of blogging again, now mojo for all sorts of activities has returned. Just don't ask me about the allotment...
*Surely everyone has a favourite skeleton?