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House full of friends. The best kind of day.

(Photo by Elin)

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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.

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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.

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Long day. Good in many ways but a guilty conscience keeps nagging me. I'm not always enough.

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Took a train home. Many thoughts.

Got home. Tried. Kept thinking.

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I am behind on my photo project due to lack of camera. It's still in for repair.
This Saturday I went to a yarn fair. Had a lovely time in a pretty castle and met Engelbrekt here. He's... sturdy.

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

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Just another day. I don't even remember today.

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Visit from a knitter I hadn't met before. We had fun and she gave me yarn! The best kind of nights to an otherwise pretty crappy day...

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My shoulder snapped and now it hurts so bad. Warmth, massage, ointments, painkillers... I'm being punished for something for sure.

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At home, car, train, meeting, train, lecture, train, car, home. I feel like I'm faking the whole thing somehow.

"Hello, I'm not able to do all this! Glad you bought it, but can I quit now? Please?"

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

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It's all about the dog feeling better. Yay!

He's my baby. Good day. Better night. Good friend on my couch drinking red wine with me.

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First photo where I'm not in it at all... But it wasn't about me at all tonight. And it IS a picture of my heart you might say.

Rolff got sick. This is after nine vomits at the vet emergency room. He's fine now, but we'll never ever leave chocolate where he might find it again!

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The strange fatigue is back. Along with the headache. It's a day of up and down.

I'm either super efficient or asleep. But we take care of each other around here.

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Trying to do everything at once. Meetings and readings and home things...

Everywhere and nowhere.

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At a course getting to know the history of our neighbourhood. We're by far the youngest people there, and I'm already known as "the knitter".

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Same picture. Different company. Different light.

A day of errands and at home stuff. Good day.

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Happy binary day! (101010)

Teaching a class, coming home, trying to have a few hours of actual weekend. Cats help.

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Car. To and from a (Satur)day of work. Interesting, thought provoking, frustrating weekend work. (But I secretly love hours by myself, driving, on the road)