March already!! What have I been doing?? Hibernating. No other word for it. It’s been dark, it’s been cold, it’s been a very wet and windy winter. So apart from dog walks, I’ve been indoors tucked up in a pair of knee-high sheepskin boots and a floor-length cardigan bashing away at the keyboard. (And people think being a writer is so glamorous!)
My desk always has three mugs of tea on it. The one I’m currently drinking, the one I finished some time ago and the one left here from yesterday. At least once every few hours I take a sip from the wrong one which is just not good.
Winter doesn’t end up here until April. No one ever believes me, but it’s true! Just this week we have had snow and vicious winds which blew the trampoline right over the fence and into the neighbour’s garden, so I’m not quite planning my summer wardrobe or Spring cleaning schedule just yet.
Not that there will be much Spring cleaning going on here as we are still somewhere in the middle of renovation… I’d like to say ‘hell’ but I shouldn’t. I definitely should not moan about the trial of redecorating because one day the house will be really beautiful and although living through the process is annoying, very grubby and let’s not even talk about expensive, it is still a nice problem to have.
The plaster may be falling off the walls, the joists dodgy, the guttering leaking, the windowsills rotten, but it is just such an amazing view! (Yes, that is the sound of my husband weeping in the background.)
What I’m doing this month:
Re-reading The Price of Water in Finistere by Bodil Malmsten, which I love.
Getting a sneak preview read of My Vintage Summer by Jane Elmor (it’s out in June)
Definitely making time to read The House at Midnight by Lucie Whitehouse (promise, Lucie!)
Eating too many Easter eggs. Yes, I know it’s not even Easter yet!
And because of the eggs… forcing myself to go back to the gym. It’s been so long, I didn’t recognise my trainers. Thought they were someone else’s.
