Gratitude thread.

• Lovely sunshine
• Cat snuggles
• Compulsory voting and a generally sensible and independent electoral system here
• I get to catch up with some old friends at the weekend
• Summer fruit coming in to season. Blueberries for breakie, yum.

❤️

I reckon it could be a good time to read more books and avoid the internet.

Oh my goodness, look at those paws!

My cat’s heart isn’t working well and he doesn’t have a great prognosis, but he’s well and happy in himself and I’m focusing on that. We’ll be ok.

I’ve just ordered takeaway for the first time in yonks. Fried goodness is now on the way to me and in the meantime I’ve poured a glass of wine. I will enjoy it and not wallow.

And I’m putting my fingers in my ears and ignoring the news out of the US.

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I use a council gym and it’s fab. Pretty cheap ($36/fortnight for the top membership which includes reformer pilates) and it’s pretty social too. With really lovely staff and a mandate from council around social inclusion and engagement and stuff. They run events, there’s a cafe, and it’s just a really nice vibe.

It’s not actually my closest council gym though, I travel (a whole ten minutes) to a neighbouring LGA for a shiny new facility.

I’m very thankful for our electoral system.

And here’s the thunder.

The barometer’s dropping and my migraine’s rising. Storm probably incoming. Or rain anyway.

Thanks :) He’s been dropped off now so someone else can deal with his small sad noises.

I’m trying to explain to the cat that he can’t have breakfast because the nice vet is going to give him medicine to go to sleep and do some special scans.

He’s just looking at me with his trusting little face, like ok that’s fine but can we have chicken now please? I did tell you I’m hungry?

I’d like the horsies to have their own party in a nice field where they can chill out with delicious grass. Maybe a sneaky horse cocktail.

Just got a call for an interview next week from a job that closed a month ago. I’d assumed they didn’t want me and moved on. Job hunting is so weird.

Extreme pollen again tomorrow and then 35 degrees on Wednesday. I should do all of my errands today but I seem to be moving very slowly.

It’s not too late. Still gorgeous out.

The pollen today is super fun. I think my face is actually exploding.

In my dream someone was making breakfast cocktails. Something with blitzed pears.

My cup of tea is fine, but I could totally go a fancy pear cocktail.

I mean they’re pretty tasty. I don’t buy them because I eat too many.