I feel like I don’t have much to say today. I know, like, is everything okay?! Am I feeling alright? I think I’m too in my head daydreaming and dilly dallying. I mean, I’m having a nice time there. But I do need to come back down to Earth. And write something. I’ve got ideas I just need to get stuck in and start tap tapping away.
Finally, I am actually reading a new book that I can talk about. I’m actually now like 1 or 2 books behind my schedule to hit 52 books this year. I’ll never forgive myself if that happens. Got to look alive, pick up the pace. I went for something I already had on my Kindle (there’s a lot, oops) and landed on The Keeper of Stories by Sally Page. I’m about a quarter of the way through and I’m enjoying how it’s all unfolding. The main character is a very sweet and loveable mother figure. A comforting read.
Now that I’m back from my little holiday and have indulged myself in the last bit of sunshine I’m feeling very ready to whip out the autumn wardrobe. I need to do a big declutter and a clear out. I’ve already saved about a million coats on Vinted that I want. The big wardrobe revamp is coming. Maybe I’ll go all in and create a Pinterest mood board. Ready to get cosy.
I’m so glad Bake Off is back. It’s one of my favourite comfort TV shows. I actually watched the first episode this weekend while desperately hungover. I sobbed and cried the whole way through. It felt incredibly cathartic.
I’ve been going swimming a few times a week for months now. It’s my thing. I’m a swimmer. It doesn’t even feel like exercise really. It’s 30 minutes of mindfulness, switching off away from screens and moving my body. I’ve managed to discover a new ick while swimming. Watching people do back crawl with weak and feeble little arms, hands flailing about delicately has really unnerved me this week. Put your back into it and swim like you mean it.
I’ve already planned my newsletter for next Thursday. Feeling very prepared. It’ll be my 28th birthday wooo. I don’t want to ruin it, but think similar vibes to my newsletter about Granny’s Front Room. The prompt I’m using is ‘revisiting a day from your past’. Although admittedly I am taking this very loosely and creating something that’s basically entirely fictional. So there’s your inspiration for this week.
