Today was supposed to be a lot of things. Moving day was delayed till next week, then I thought I’d go into work for a few hours to get ahead of things, and maybe some yoga. But after working six days, and with another six ahead, tired after a lovely but late night out drinking with friends, and a cold and pouring-rain day closing in, I did none of it. I made potato and egg on toast, had a big milky coffee, watched some Harry Potter with the girls while Daisy practiced her finger-knitting (see above), and thanks to my friend Rach’s advice, watched three back-to-back episodes of season one of ER. It’s such a 90s comfort, I had a nap and listened to it rain heavily all day, and feel like this is a sign of what’s to come all winter long.
I’m not mad about it.