I am having Bristish cafe style cheese toasties for breakfast (Momma, we will get some wheat-free bread and make these when you visit).
I am making a list of things to do today. I recently gave up this practice in favor of a rotating ongoing master list of things that needed doing. That just gave me much much much anxiety so I have reverted back to the simpler list for the day.
I am trying to ignore my impending birthday. Yes, it’s a month away, but yesterday I woke up all full of contemplation about it. The years ending in 0s and 5s are fine for me, it’s the 1s and 6s that get you. They make me feel compelled to assess where I am in life and that never seems to match up with what I think I should have acheived.
I am going to sew something cheerful today, since the skies are so grey. I am going to be grateful for the grey because I know it is what brings the green.