Winter came to Ireland. An actual, snowy winter that put all the country on lockdown. Schools, workplaces, post, public transport of all kinds (from planes to buses and trains), shops and restaurants – everything has been closed since Wednesday. Today is the first day when it almost doesn’t snow and some shops are open again. And that’s what happens when people can go shopping again after a couple of days:
Warning: this is going to be a lengthy venting post with some soul searching from me. Not knitting related.
The beginning of the new year has been difficult for me. Not that anything happened, surprisingly we are both healthy (finally!), the Boyfriend is back home and things are just fine. But emotionally I’ve been struggling and my mood is very far from good.
I think it’s caused by a few different factors combined. Surely my poor health last year has contributed: when I look back I can see that in fact I’ve been feeling sick since my visit to Poland in April. I’d had a cold there which had triggered other chronic issues, and then like a real snowball effect one thing has followed another. Not being able to do much outside of home, cancelling plans all the time and feeling weak and fatigued for months definitely doesn’t help me stay positive.
I really don’t want to turn this blog into my health-related ranting space. I promise that’s not my hidden agenda 😉 But these days are dominated by health and illness issues for me and my life is largely organised around them so it’s difficult to avoid this topic… However, to prove that I’m still all about yarn, above is the sneak peak of my current WIP 😉 And this post is going to end more on a more cheerful note than it starts!
Fair warning before I write: this is going to be a ranting post, no knitting or crochet in it. But there are some cat photos as a reward 😉
Autumn is officially here now and even my cats noticed that. It’s much less common these days to see them like this:
Instead, they started sleeping in their cat houses again to keep themselves warm and cozy.
And Stella spends more time on my lap, which isn’t very comfortable when I’m sitting on the chair trying to type, but I still enjoy her purring and her soft fur next to me. So much better than a hot water bottle!
My visit to Brussels was short but intense. The kick-off meeting lasted a day and a half, and then I had a few hours before the evening return flight. Since the weather was really nice, I dropped my suitcase at the train station locker and went for a little trip around the centre of the city.