Iโm alone this weekend. How rare. The kids are with their dad and Max is working. Time to think.
I keep just carrying around this book Iโm โreadingโ. But Iโm not reading it. Itโs hard to focus these days. I try.
I had my 2nd vaccine this week, one step closer to orgies and kisses and catching up.
Iโve continued reclaiming little spaces in my house, bit by bit. My favourite shelves are my witchy apothecary things.

Iโm trying to choose a new print for my bedroom, above my bed. Iโve settled on this painting of Circe, titties out, surrounded by men she has turned into animals, ready to greet the day. Itโs the right vibe. Iโve ordered it.

I also saved up some money from a recent writing gig and took some of my favourite little art pieces in to be framed, including a collection of sweet cards Elly has painted for me over the years (an apple, the moon, some drippy peaches, her figureโฆ)
Small steps, little by little, Iโll get there.