Hoping for good luck

This lovely multi covered heather plant was given to us by Munroist and Mr C on Friday, and it's currently residing on my kitchen window, before I procure the wherewithal to pot it into a larger pot and put it outside to take its chances in the Scottish weather.

I spent the day fairly productively, editing a paper which I'm co-authoring with someone else. The noise from the demolition site was mid range - just the stone crusher. The jackhammer is working elsewhere on the site and is less intrusive. Mr A is finding it all a bit of a trial. Neither of us went out as it was a grey miserable day, so there didn't seem much point. To keep me going, I did some yoga and then a good session on the spinning bike.

Later in the evening, I met with one of my literature groups on zoom. We've settled into 'talking about what we're reading' rather than all trying to find the same book at the same time. It generated some interesting and potentially uncomfortable reflections, not least because one of our number is reading the Robert Galbraith (JK Rowling) controversial new book, Troubled Blood. I shared my thoughts on reading Raynor Winn's new book, The Wild Silence, which I read when we were on Mull.

As always it was good to hear how each of us is coping with the always changing situation. One person is moving house, another is doing a yoga teaching training course, and the third is just trying to make sure her younger daughter is able to have the best possible conditions to stay in her (last year) in school. Me? I don't know. I've reached a bit of a junction point, and I'm aware that with the encroaching darkness I need to do something a bit more constructive than just watching nonsense TV (which we only do once a week) or doomscrolling through social media.

I'd like to go travelling! But I know that isnt going to happen. But I feel that I need to get over this feeling that everything is currently on hold, and we are just waiting for....what? Argh. Too much introspection.

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