Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Guys, before I start, let me apologise for using this absolutely atrocious font in these photos. I don’t know what I was thinking but I blame jet lag.
Getting out of bed was, no joke, the most difficult thing in the world yesterday. Like, if Gandalf had invited himself into my house on any other day and told me I had to carry The Ring to Mordor, it would’ve been easier than waking up on my first morning back in
Hobbit Country England. Oh man, I was draggin’. Laggin’?
But look! My new light! I don’t even want to think about how much of a P in the A it’s going to be to dust so let’s put that out of our minds for the time being and focus on cuter things. Things like…
Le Chat! She missed us very much whilst we were away and has been a super aggressive snuggler, which is just her way of showing us that she cares. And just for the record, I don’t run Le Chat’s twitter account. David does. So sweet too, right?!
I was on deadline yesterday and had to finish my story for the Tunbridge Wells Writers’ Christmas Advent Calendar. It’s a really great project where we submit short stories, scenes, or poems that will be revealed one by one on our Advent Calendar. These were my “notes” for the “story” I wrote. What day will it debut on the advent calendar? You’ll just have to check it every day to find out!
After finishing my “story”, I went for a
jog sidewalk shuffle. After not running sidewalk shuffling at all in Minnesota (too cold!) yesterday’s effort was a little tough, but– and this is the part where I will sicken you ‘exercise is fun’ BS– it felt really good to get back out there.
When I returned home from my excursion, I was absolutely ravenous and made so much pasta it didn’t fit in the bowl. Strangely, it had no problem fitting in my tummy…
And then, after a lovely morning, I finally made my way to the office.
And I hung out with Lucille for a little while. (Her new haircut is really great, right?)
And I doodled with some chalk.
And then I went and visited the Christmas tree that the handsome English gents at Create DM have in their office. I especially like their birdhouse. Tweet tweet!
Once work was done and dusted, my evening began. First stop was just off Camden Road at Art Pull Gallery where Liam and I saw the work of over 50 local artists! It’s a really great collection of work (including one of Liam’s photographs) so be sure to pop in to see it.
After Art Pull, Liam and I had a very exciting meeting at Oxfam Bookshop. As some of you may know, my life-long dream is to have a shop and sell wonderful, beautiful, well made things that I love to people who will cherish their new items forever and for always! So, once upon a time, I tweeted that I get weak in the knees every time I use a self-checkout because it makes me feel like I’m working in a shop and that’s when Oxfam tweeted me and said something along the lines of “You can volunteer in our shop and for real work in a shop”. So that’s precisely what I’m doing this coming Sunday from 11:00 AM to 4:00 PM! If you’re a crazy stalker or just someone who wants to come in to buy some books and/or stocking stuffers, be sure to come by and buy. They’ve got loads of goodies, but remember to bring cash!
If you can’t make it in on Sunday (for shame, for shame!), you can follow along on Twitter as we’ll be live tweeting the entire day! Prepare yourselves for photos of our shop window, the strange books we find, and maybe
our my kinda/sorta wacky Christmas outfit, too. It’ll be so fun! CAN YOU TELL I’M EXCITED?!
After Oxfam, it was time for Stop Number Three, this time with the Tunbridge Wells Writers! Can you spot Liam and I between the measures and tumblers? HI!
As always, there was much laughter at our bi-weekly gathering. If you’re a local writer (and by “writer” we simply mean someone who writes– whether it be for yourself or others), stop by at our next meeting on January… You know what, I don’t know what day we’re picking back up in the new year! Look, if you’re a local writer, here’s what you should do: follow us on Twitter or check the website for updates. I’m sure someone at some point will let you know when our next meeting is… (Ahem, guys, can someone tell me when are next meeting is?)
Come 10:00 my burning flame of passion, excitement, and energy was burning low. Jet lag, it’s a bitch.
So I went home and snuggled next to an equally sleepy David. But even though I was so tired, I wasn’t too tired to scroll through Instagram and like a photo that Sam took of me taking a photo for Tuesday With Moi. And now that photo is here. How meta.
Aaaaand there you have it, my fascinating Tuesday. Thank you for reading!