Pressure continues: two translation jobs that must be done by Tuesday, one of them a real biggie, fascinating and challenging at so many levels.
It was 12:30pm when I realised I had not taken my usual 2x18mg Concerta. Decided to take just one and see how that goes.
Fine enough, can tell no difference, except I fell less wired now it's getting time for bed.
What went well today?
Saw "my" wee rabbit again, hopping away into the brambles on the steep slope – an ideal hideout.
Harvested some of my lovely red curly lettuce; there's lots more, provided the frost holds off, and picked my very first home-grown cranberries – how cool's that? Also have a lovely clump of coriander growing out there that's looking really healthy and tastes fantastic.
Cooked a very nice meal (red cabbage, leeks, chicken, salad decorated with nasturtium blossoms and coriander leaves).
Had a bath, first in months. Heated up and dried off the excess steam using my new dehumidifier, which works like a charm. Well worth the money (will still ask landlords for a contribution as soon as they're back from their sabbatical.)
Another longish phone-conversation with my lovely client, discovering old connections, someone who helped us both along the way and made a big difference in our professional lives. Kudos to encouragers.
How can I make it happen more regularly?
Have promised myself to make sure there's plenty of hot water next Saturday evening for a leisurely bath.
What strengths have I focused on today?
Cooking, working hard.
At what point did I feel most authentically myself?
A lot of the time, actually. A good day!
What did not go so well?
Procrastination continues the same as ever. I need someone to whip me to the post of accounting, even to that of some of the longer translation pieces.
My bum sores are improving but still not as good as they should be. Must stop picking the scabs...
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