Photos
last Sunday at 10:53 AM
Charlotte and I went to the cinema to see Heretic, and went for a wander around the marina. I like it at night.
I went for a late-night walk to clear my head. Failed.
There's going to be a fair few photos of a dopey dog being dopey.
Dan and I went to The Black Duck for lunch. Nice when a place offers good vegetarian options.
I've been using a dual monitor setup recently. I've never been able to get on with one but tried it whilst working at Dan's and quite enjoyed it so have stuck with it. The one in my actual office is impossible to photograph but this is my portable one using my iPad as an external display. Works surprisingly well.
Took Forest to see the sea for the first time. He was scared of it.
Impulse-bought this Mario plushie fron ALDI
Made a bagel that looked a bit like a religious symbol
Bought a slice from Yeastie Boys. This is the second time they've messed my order up. I literally ordered one slice and they forgot about me. They did end up giving me a free slice as well but I didn't want two. Still ate it ofc.
He climbs up into the window when you leave, and if the curtain's closed he just pops his head through. Pretty cute.
Sitting on my foot whilst I made Charlotte a coffee
I took a day off and went for a drive up to Ditchling Beacon, then a walk along to Clayton Hill. Was very nice and quiet but not super picturesque. I brought the drone but too many animals around and didn't want to spook them. Then a guy's off-lead dog chased a load of sheep anyway 🤦🤷♂️
Charlotte made me an advent calendar
I've been struggling a bit recently. Some parenting that I found extremely difficult hit me very hard and broke my heart a little, in the middle of a time where I was already feeling pretty low and anxious and just completely wiped me out and I just can't quite reset. I feel like everything I actively try to do, I do it wrong.
There's a tweet I like that goes something like "you ever walk away from a social interaction like 'that was not my best work'?", and that's how I've felt every single time I've talked to another person for about two months, which isn't helping!
I know hope it'll pass but when you're in it, it feels like there's just no way it possibly could. I keep having dreams about making drastic changes to my life that I know I don't want, and it feels like even my unconscious is telling me to cheer up, and things aren't as bad as they feel. That's apparently not the perspective I need right now. A visit from Clarence would've probably just tipped me over the edge.
I've had an idea to make something that I should probably just get started on. That sort of thing always cheers me up.