The weather turned cool* again in the weekend and it rained all day Saturday - the first rain we have had in months.
What did we do?
Baked ANZAC biscuits, then I ran about in the rain fertilising things and planting other things, then ending the day by watching a movie and crocheting a blanket.
I swear that if it wasn't for work and my passion for photography, I'd never leave the house ..... I'd actually BE my own grandmother.
Think I am exaggerating?
Look at the evidence:
The baking, crocheting, gardening and reminiscing about the "old" days (ie - when Greg was alive). This is all stuff my Nana liked to do.
My (lovely) teacher friend (who is young and gorgeous) often asks me why I don't go out of an evening, and I found myself defending my hermit lifestyle: the thought of putting on a frock and going out with other adults leaves me cold. (In my old life, I used to wish we did this more often given that we spent most of our free time wrangling toddlers. Now that the kids are a little older, I have no desire to go out ....... alone.)
Anyhoo ... talk with my friend turned to the inevitable work Christmas party, which I have been trying to avoid signing up for some time now. I have dutifully gone to the last two parties and hated almost every minute if it...... feeling a little out of place and not able to drink as I had nobody who would come and pick me up at midnight
So the lovely friend asked me "Why don't you bring your camera along - you can always go and take photos of things when you feel sad? And we will give you a lift home."
....and that actually started to sound like it could be doable. Even better- it could be fun.
So maybe.... just maybe ..... I can stop turning into a 42-year-old 90-year-old. I can still like doing the "old lady" things, but I can also frock-up, bring my camera and head out for a night with my friends and workmates.
You know - I think I will just pay for that Christmas party ticket today.
*By cool, I mean 24°C - I do live in subtropical Queensland and anything under 25°C is cool; anything under 20°C is cold. But then, we have no heating and our houses are designed to let cool air in.