Ten thoughts in ten minutes
by little red pen
Eek, I’ve been away from this blog for far too long, and I have to be out the door in ten minutes, but what the hey, here goes. A mini-update before I get back into regular writing, sort of like that first time in ages that you pull on your sneakers and it all feels a bit strange and rusty, but it’s nice to be moving and you don’t want to die quite as much as you thought you might and you’re pretty sure that if you keep going, the next time will be easier.
- Speaking of, I’ve started going to the gym, and not only that but regularly and with a trainer. I know. The world is a very strange place. It’s making me happy though and I’ll write a post about it soon.
- The weather is starting to warm up (okay, it’s raining today and I’m getting a cold), so I’m on a vegetable appreciation drive. Purple sprouting broccoli was this week’s winner.
- I think we might be able to keep the garden under control this year if we work consistently and methodically. Mostly I just want to plant big flowering things and baby edible things, so we shall see how that goes.
- We went on holiday last week and I didn’t take any work. It was the most awesomeness ever.
- I finished up my job as subeditor for Critic, which I have been meaning to write about all year. It was wonderful and exhausting and interesting and happy and occasionally drove me into full grumpy old woman mode. I guess the best jobs do that.
- I’m going to write about tomato and feta salad soon.
- I have a book plan.
- The Cat taught me how to do headers. More fun than I anticipated.
- If you’re going to play tennis, I recommend in a paddock with no markings and a nine-year-old.
- It turns out I can no longer party like it’s 1999.