A day of ups and downs. A definite Up was the sunbathing with dog in the garden. We are each others' BFFs.

Not exactly pessimistic or worried about work today. I feel I left some of the old me behind when today just left me overwhelmed with what I have to do, but still hopeful I'll manage it.

Best weekend in ages has passed. Now I'm back to forcing myself to try again. Bleek. I wonder when I'll stop thinking "I should be good at this" and just settle for Doing An Adequately Okey Job...

New happy boots. Aching body. Beautiful sunset. Cute dog. Raking leaves and feeling good.

I'm so at home here.

Comfort. Solace.

Knitting keeps me somewhat sane, but this week Crazy is eating me from the inside.

Having something knitted to show always makes me feel like someone worth being.

Might have screwed up the sleeping rythms again... Damnit.

A quick visit for a meeting in Fredrikstad in Norway.

They have creepy sculptures growing out of the ground...

It's sunny out there. I'm trying in here.

Feeling ugly and covering myself up in sweats. But for 32 and slightly overweight, maybe it's not that bad after all?

Starting the day by cleaning that mirror.

Doing stuff but not all I wanted to do. Still tired.

Often very tired. Good thing my darlings can relax with me.

I can't work. And I don't even know why.

Totally stuck and I just feel frikkin... not.

But the dog's cute, and so is my new tunic.