It’s a crappola day here in Sydney.
And I’ve got a million things to do.
Like seriously, a million zillion trillion things.
Eveleigh Markets are on this Sunday, and I’ve got some new things I want to make. And some display items I want to faff around with. And I haven’t even thought about what to wear. And my wardrobe could do with an overhaul. So like I said, a kagillion things all demanding my attention. But it’s a perfect perfect day out there, and the only place I want to be is here.
Really, I just want to sip tea, each watermelon chunks, knit myself a fairy floss coloured cardigan, and contemplate the first days of Autumn. And the last days of Summer.
Am I the only one stuck in a funk?