Too much to do. In the rain | Day 207 of my 2023 Journal

Sinead O Conor died.

Fjord's best friend called.

When we finally went for a little walk, the rain started again.

We shared the wash.

Discussed shampoo.

Met new people.

Did two podcast recordings back to back.

Organized the van a bit.

Tried yeast-extract Marmite Style.

Stayed up late.

Laughed a lot.

Discussed the novel 1984.

Had a friend with bandwith to book tickets to a waterpark online.

Moved a deadline again - how can I work on my book while sharing a house with four other adults, four dogs, nine children, and a cat?

Monitored the blog post on Learn Nothing Day as I happened to write something about a diagnosis and had to clear some misunderstandings.

Witnessed wonderful support within the children’s group when some dynamics did not work for a while.

Had coffee.

Forgot to take pictures; too much going on.

I am doing this staccato as I don't have the capacity at the moment to do other versions.

Intense living going on here, and I would not want to miss a second of it. It is draining my batteries and filling up my hours.

Exactly as I prefer.

Love and light

Cecilie Conrad

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