Cinnamon and cloves
Dec. 12th, 2021 03:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dolorosa_12Our tiny Christmas tree is decorated at last, we've got strings of fairy lights up all over the living room, I've just finished some tea, cherry liqueur, and a slice of stollen, and everything feels cozy and cinnamon-scented. I feel as if I'm somehow embodying the season.
It's been a good, if slightly busy weekend, with a real mixture of activities.
On Saturday morning, Matthias and I headed into the market to pick up a few last Christmas presents for his family. It was a bit too crowded for my liking, but we were in and out in about and hour, and stumbled on some cute felt Christmas decorations as well — so we bought a handful to add to the tree. I spent most of Saturday afternoon watching biathlon and scrolling idly around the internet.
Today was busier — I was out at the pool in the morning, swimming my customary kilometre in a rather crowded lane, then back home cooking crepes for breakfast and doing meal prep for lunch and dinner tomorrow. Then, after a stern mental talking-to directed at myself, I sat down and finally put the finishing touches on my Yuletide assignment. It still needs some editing, but it's more or less good to go, which is a huge relief. Annoyingly, the idea for two different treats popped into my brain on my walk back from the swimming pool, but I really don't have time to write them. I've found it hard to accept that my assignment will be my only contribution to the collection this year — I've been participating in Yuletide for seven years now (which I know is nothing compared to some of you!) and have so far never gone without writing at least one treat, and in the past three Yuletides I've written four treats each year in addition to my assignment. But I don't feel it's fair to give someone a treat that got written in fits and starts scratched out in the minimal time I have this week, and so (barring a miraculous amount of free time falling into my lap), the assignment alone it is.
I've spent most of the afternoon doing minor chores, catching up on Dreamwidth comments, and, as mentioned above, achieving Peak Christmas. I'm going to try and squeeze in a bit of yoga before starting on dinner and winding things down. And I'll close out the evening watching the final ever episode of The 100 (of which more in a later post, but suffice it to say that this series offered diminishing returns and got even more batshit as it continued) and the first episode of the second season of Vienna Blood (which at present is my least favourite of three recent TV shows whose premise is that a detective/police officer teams up with a Freudian psychologist in the late 19th/early 20th centuries to solve mysteries).
I still feel I need more stillness in my life right now, but I do at least feel refreshed and relaxed.
It's been a good, if slightly busy weekend, with a real mixture of activities.
On Saturday morning, Matthias and I headed into the market to pick up a few last Christmas presents for his family. It was a bit too crowded for my liking, but we were in and out in about and hour, and stumbled on some cute felt Christmas decorations as well — so we bought a handful to add to the tree. I spent most of Saturday afternoon watching biathlon and scrolling idly around the internet.
Today was busier — I was out at the pool in the morning, swimming my customary kilometre in a rather crowded lane, then back home cooking crepes for breakfast and doing meal prep for lunch and dinner tomorrow. Then, after a stern mental talking-to directed at myself, I sat down and finally put the finishing touches on my Yuletide assignment. It still needs some editing, but it's more or less good to go, which is a huge relief. Annoyingly, the idea for two different treats popped into my brain on my walk back from the swimming pool, but I really don't have time to write them. I've found it hard to accept that my assignment will be my only contribution to the collection this year — I've been participating in Yuletide for seven years now (which I know is nothing compared to some of you!) and have so far never gone without writing at least one treat, and in the past three Yuletides I've written four treats each year in addition to my assignment. But I don't feel it's fair to give someone a treat that got written in fits and starts scratched out in the minimal time I have this week, and so (barring a miraculous amount of free time falling into my lap), the assignment alone it is.
I've spent most of the afternoon doing minor chores, catching up on Dreamwidth comments, and, as mentioned above, achieving Peak Christmas. I'm going to try and squeeze in a bit of yoga before starting on dinner and winding things down. And I'll close out the evening watching the final ever episode of The 100 (of which more in a later post, but suffice it to say that this series offered diminishing returns and got even more batshit as it continued) and the first episode of the second season of Vienna Blood (which at present is my least favourite of three recent TV shows whose premise is that a detective/police officer teams up with a Freudian psychologist in the late 19th/early 20th centuries to solve mysteries).
I still feel I need more stillness in my life right now, but I do at least feel refreshed and relaxed.