one hundred and seventy three

It's one of those days. It works because it has to, but I'm not doing anything by choice.

one hundred and sixty eight

Autumny. New jacket. Newly finished knitted glittens (three fingered mittens). A good locg walk. We had beloved company over for dinner. I felt alive today. It's good to be alive.

one hundred and sixty seven

So much to do I'm nauseated. And I have a headache. Still, I'm good, since I'm somehow managing to do a good job today. Nervous about a big meeting this afternoon though.

one hundred and sixty three

A good day at work. When I contribute to other's success is when I feel the most able.

one hundred and fifty eight

A good day with inspiration all around. Knitters, IKEA, boyfriend, scrapheap dinner and cuddly pets. A blessed day.

one hundred and forty nine

At work being high and mighty... or at least being a guest critic at a masters course.

A good day. I know this.