The end of November and December are quiet. My ego is panicking but I’m quite pleased. I tried booking a holiday but couldn’t decide on a destination so after a fortnight of research, I gave in and decided to start the process of getting a new kitchen at last. With hindsight, a holiday would have been easier. I know exactly what I want, getting that is a bigger challenge.

I received the CAD images yesterday. My heart sank. It was nothing like what I’d described to the young designer who came round to measure and take photos. I wonder if they were listening. I often zone out so why wouldn’t they? Maybe they were pondering what to have for dinner or the activities they were looking forward to at the weekend? I’m pretty sure they didn’t imagine spending a lot of time in the kitchen they CAD’d for me.

I get a bit antsy in September. It’s the thought of a long winter ahead, the dark cold nights stretching endlessly, encroaching onto that precious early morning daylight, stealing brightness like a selfish seasonal thief. Then I remember there’s autumn first. Bright blue skied sunny crisp crunchy crackling leaf autumn days are the best.

I found this cool thing on my phone which cheered me up: