The Here & Now.

Non-transitional feelings

I really don't like the time in between seasons. This one is the worst.

I like opaque tights and cardigans and scarfs and toques. It makes me happy. I really don't like suddenly feeling like a frumpy old woman as soon as I guess the transitional weather wrong and it seems like everyone else in the world knew to wear breezy springy things.

My hair is doing strange things as well and it won't behave. In any way. I gave up trying to let it go curly, because it wouldn't commit. So I get it cut shorter to wear straight, and it just sticks out straight like the worst relaxed afro you've ever seen. I DON'T UNDERSTAND.

But, in a bid to be healthier, I've stopped taking the lift at work. And went to my first Alexander Technique session.

But, I am also feeling low, and have been for a few weeks, excepting brief flashes of silliness usually initiated by Gusdog. I'm not sure what my problem is, but I am well sick of it.

Timing is everything

I'm trying to plan out what to knit for two of my coworkers who are both pregnant, due in August. One is quite traditional, really, so she'll be easy. A little jumper and some booties. The other one isn't so much, I was thinking of the dragon hoodie, in dark greens.

Since neither mum-to-be is planning to find out the gender beforehand, I've got to go a bit neutral in the colour department. So green and yellow it is.

It seems early to be planning, but I know I've got a few big things, like planning our trip to Canada, moving house and everyday life to get in the way. So if I start now I may possibly, possibly, be finished in time.

Fade to Grey

You missed out on my bulleted list of moans yesterday because my computer decided to eat it.

I've been avoiding herds of school children all day as there have been 2000 of them at work for some sort of schools orchestra concert (very worthy, but selfishly it makes every outing from my building an exercise is avoiding 10-year-old girls giggling).

Slightly improperly obsessed with Ashes to Ashes. You can imagine what my current playlist is sounding like.

I'm feeling confused about the sunshine - it reminds me how much black I wear every day. Thank god I booked in a colour treatment next week - I saw a reflection of myself the other day in a shop window and my hair is looking frighteningly mousy. You can get away with it in the winter, wearing berets all the time and the dim light and all.

I'm sick of every single option in EAT. Bring on spring food refresh quicklike!

Ham and cheese, then maybe lemon sugar for afters

I'm eating White Rabbit candies and rice cakes, contemplating what pancake iteration to make. As it's Pancake Day and all that. Which, having never celebrated it in the old country nor really properly taking part here in that I will continue to do everything I usually do after that, seems slightly random.

But you know, any excuse to eat pancakes, I'm hardly going to argue am I?

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Things I've ordered online in the past week:
- A cardigan
- Shampoo and conditioner
- Make-up
- Groceries
- Cello strings
- Tights

Sometimes, excepting work and orchestra rehearsals, I don't seem to leave my house much.