February. The last month of Summer here in the southern hemisphere. The mornings have been noticeably darker and the days end just that little bit earlier. I honestly didn’t realise Summer was ending until it was actually over. I guess I’ve been that busy. Not that it seems like I did much in February.
Making: progress with my big knitted red scarf and finally finishing it. Woohoo! Now I’m onto knitting a white infinity scarf.
Cooking: baked salmon and veggies with my mates, and a bean salad for myself.
Reading: ‘The Art of Belonging’ by Hugh Mackay.
Sorting: out my professional development goals for the year. It’s time to step it up and get some more training under my belt.
Wondering: if I should buy a new bed. I’ve had a few nights of uncomfortable and disrupted sleep, and I think it’s down to my mattress and bedroom environment.
Waiting: for Super Boy to come back from his holiday so we can hang out again.
Deciding: that I need to start reading more for my professional development.
Wishing: that the days would still be nice and long, and pining for the English Summer (no it does not just consist of rain).
Liking: time to myself.
Disliking: darker mornings. It’s getting hard to roll out of bed at 6:15am…
Considering: doing another degree or course to boost my social work skills.
Watching: an anime series called ‘Death Note’.
Marvelling: at how my star jasmine plant is growing so suddenly. It’s time to make a place for it in the front yard.
Wanting: a few good night’s sleep.
Needing: to do another round of cleaning at Hello HQ to de-clutter.
Wearing: black pleather pants and a t-shirt.
Following: my work colleague’s lead and going for after-work swims.
Noticing: that The Parents are quite inquisitive about Super Boy. Mum in particular. I know she’s said that there’s no need to rush into a relationship, but I do occasionally feel the pressure of being a single female at my age.
Knowing: that I should stop putting off boring tasks and just get them done.
Thinking: about the risks we do or do not choose to take. I wonder if the reasons we convince ourselves for not making a move is just our way of not wanting to deal with the possibility of failure (this isn’t about my life choices, I’ve just been talking to The Bestie a lot recently about their situation).
Buying: a few new books, Frankie magazine, some yarn and pyjamas.
Getting: too excited about an impromptu pine cone hunting session.
Hoping: to make more progress with house and home updates.
Loving: peking duck roti and peking duck in general (King’s Seafood Restaurant in Eastwood does really delicious peking duck).
Giggling: with The Bestie about how silly our friends can be.
Planning: to clean out my wardrobe and bedroom.
Feeling: a little bit unmotivated and mentally drained.