annanotbob2's Diaryland
Diary
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Winter
- I forgot to say yesterday that I bought tickets to see the all-male version of Swan Lake, going back out on another short tour. I've never seen a ballet and this is the one I was always sad to have missed. A post came up on facebook that it was on and I leapt straight into the queue and got myself some tickets, like a proper decisive person. Not till December, so hope I don't forget...
- The snow came, a whole two inches. Southern England ground to a halt! I feel a bit embarrassed, having seen Swordfern shoveling several feet of snow, which she describes as a regular occurrence and knowing people in several brutal states in the US, who go about their lives in sub-zero temperatures with snow thick on the ground for months on end. But then I remember we haven't had snow that settled since 2010, so we're allowed to get our knickers in a twist. It's all gone now.
- There were only two of us service users at the recovery centre today - we're an anxious sub-group, to be sure. My road was clear when I left home - it's a minor residential lane, so I knew the bigger roads would be fine and off I went. It was a bit surprising to find only one other person though - usually there's about thirty, spread around the different activities. Still, we had the art tutor to ourselves and I cracked on with my beach thingy I was working too quickly and not standing back and looking enough, because it's not creating the effect I wanted, which is a graded movement from natural beach elements, like pebbles and shells, through to plastic. I mean, that is what's there but it's not immediately apparent and it's also not very visually pleasing. So I'm going to keep at it for a bit, filling in all the gaps, taking stuff off and rearranging it, fannying about. I have till March 9th, so plenty of time. Need more glue sticks though.
- Back in 2010 I bought these monkey boots as I had no footwear with decent grip for walking on ice: You can see they're still as good as new because I've never worn them before today. I almost sold them at one point, but I'm glad I kept them though I hate having my feet confined and my ankles constrained.
- I think my heart is truly broken, my spirit crushed. I am so full of sorrow it wells up and overflows all around me, covering my whole life with sadness. Sometimes it feels familiar and comfortable, but then I remember what a carefree, lighthearted soul I used to be and that makes me sadder still. But, you know, I'm still here, going through the motions. Dancing tomorrow. Could be worse - I could be unable to get myself dressed at all.
Today I am grateful for: the clear roads enabling me to get to art; YD giving me helpful comments on the collage; having those monkey boots when the ice covered the footpaths; loads of episodes of Portrait Painter of the Year to watch - I'm up to 2014, hardly started; a home to live inKeep warm and safe and thanks for reading xx
12:21 a.m. - 28.02.18
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