“Oh the weather outside is frightful, but inside it’s quite delightful”.
That pretty much sums up today. Earlier I ran 3 miles in sleet and loved it. I’m definitely a winter runner, love the feeling of the rain pelting my face.
Talking of running, my running friend went to our cheese and wine deli to give her Xmas wine order in. The lovely guy who owned it asked how I was and she told him I was sober. Apparently he is “shook”. It really made me laugh and feel proud. But also it’s a stark reminder of how drinking was associated with me.
I wonder what new associations are going to go hand in hand with me?
I’m hoping (and trying to practice) kindness, good mummy skills and happiness. I read somewhere people can either be radiators (and glow warmth) or be drains (go figure) and I’m hoping to be a radiator. I’ve got a sneaking suspicion I was a drain before. Draining drinks and draining peoples good feelings with drama, misery and worry.
My SD was upset today she was going back to her mums. She said she loved baking every day (scraping and licking the bowl) and doing a morning of school work then a film in BBs nap time. I know her mum is struggling with her high powered job and home schooling, so I messaged to see if we could have her an extra day.
She came back quickly with yes, so we’ve got another day together tomorrow. In the summer this would’ve never happened, I feel like we’ve come a long way. Although I’m sure there’s plenty more bumps in the road to be had.
So that’s Sunday. I’m curled up reading Virgin River for the 3rd time (does anyone else reread time and time again the same books they love?). BB is napping. We’ve just shared a piece of chocolate cake that we made yesterday and taken some over to our lovely neighbours.
Inside really is delightful.