I live in a neighbourhood where three of my neighbours married quite young (one very young) and are still in those marriages. I sometimes find it sad to think that The Accountant and I don't have that long history between us. On the other hand, I'm (usually) grateful for what we do have; swimming together in the morning, our mutual Poirot obsession, breakfasts together on the back deck, nights at the cinema or out for dinner, trips away.
I feel that in the middle of the first month of the year I should do a little check on how I'm progressing with the Great Big Health and Happiness Plan.
Triumphs? - Craft and textiles, sewing, knitting - all have gone well. Made linoprint cards for Christmas, have attended two textile workshops and have a sewing workshop booked for February.
You know what? In the larger scheme of things, I feel it's travelling nicely. It's not quite as calm and inviting as this:
Degas, 'The Absinthe Drinker'.
Even her hat is dejected and check out that shoulder slump.