I had this idea that I wanted to get lots of reading done on this particular Sunday, but in a way that wasn’t at-home boring where I’d be distracted by washing I could be doing or boxes I could be unpacking (no, I still haven’t unpacked fully thanks very much) or things I could be making and eating. So I convinced my guy that we should go to the Wheaty and drink beers while reading (me) and working (him). To be honest, he was tapping away on his laptop pretty solidly all afternoon. And while I was loving my book (Things I Don’t Want to Know by Deborah Levy) I was pretty distracted and day-dreamy.
I just kept looking up from the page and thinking ‘this is my life now’. It was lovely, actually.