Making: space in my wardrobe for all the new dresses I’ve ‘collected’ in recent weeks.

Cooking : dumplings for school lunches.  Yes, it’s a thing.

Drinking : ‘hot’ warm water from my insulated, stainless steel Tiger flask.

via The Book Depositary

Reading: Cathy Kelly again.  I’m finding the suburban lives the women of her novels lead comforting and familiar.

Trawling: through my favourite recipes for the ones for Christmas.

Wanting: a bit of a break.  Nothing flash.  Just a pre-Christmas day off.  I might just make it happen.

Looking: tired.  It’s been a week of extreme time management as I’ve tried my best to be at two places at once.  

Deciding: that Francois Nars is The Guru when it comes to giving life to a sleep-deprived visage.  

Wishing: my Christmas present buying mojo would just come alive already.  I’m running out of time.

Enjoying: yoga in the glow of my Christmas tree lights.

Waiting: for the air to clear.  Literally.

Liking: lamb cutlets and greens as a simple dinner.  Even more so when said lamb cutlets were half price.

Wondering: if I put the solar-powered power source for my outdoor Christmas lights in the best post to gain maximum sun exposure this morning.  I’m also excited to see if I did get it right this time.  Update: they work!!!  I just had to switch the power source on as well as making sure it was in direct exposure to the sun.  I’m obsessed.  I wonder how many more strings of lights my tiny front garden can handle.  Solar-powered reindeer lights, anyone?

Loving: that festive feeling in the air.

Pondering: the need for shop security tagging on sliced cold cuts from the deli….

Listening: to the comforting whir of the air-conditioning as I sit inside, safe from the heat and the air pollution.

Considering: what the going rate is with The Tooth Fairy these days.  It was a first wobbly tooth too and there were no tears when it finally fell out. $5?  Sound fair?

Buying: lollies, toys and Christmas bibs and bobs.  I’m spacing out my gift buying this year and keeping my sanity in the process.

Watching: my Cash Back balance grow and feeling better about all that shopping I’ve been doing recently.

Hoping: for a  self-indulgent sleep in tomorrow morning.

Marvelling: that the light rail on George Street is finally live!  It’s been a long process for everyone in Sydney.  It’s definitely an exciting new feature of the city that will redefine the landscape and, I hope, make George Street even more appealing as a pedestrian.


Cringing: as I feel that mysterious creak return to my right knee.

Needing: bright light to read any fine print these days.  And my glasses.

Questioning: nothing.  I’m writing this on a Friday evening and am actively powering down the asking section of my mind.

Smelling: this week’s coconut, apricot and banana baked oats baking in the oven.

Wearing:  heels and walking in them.  Then admitting defeat, taking them off and enjoying the simple pleasure of walking the footpaths in my bare feet.

Noticing: postage for a standard letter rises to $1.10 next year.  

Knowing: that a mug of tea and an early night with my Kindle will be much better for me than a glass of wine.

Thinking: that it would be wise to do what  I know will work best.

Admiring: the Christmas decorations that have started to go up around work this week.  There are some incredibly creative constructions made from everyday and recycled items.

Getting: weekend-ready as I sit here typing and sipping my mug of tea.

Bookmarking: travel stuff for next year!  The planning always perks me up when I’m a bit weary.

Opening: my wall calendar for 2020 and entering term dates and holidays.

Closing: some Word docs.  I’m ahead of myself at the moment.  I hope this means next week will be nothing but efficient on the strength of the preparation I’ve just completed.

Feeling: the jiggly seasonal cheer as I chase Santa’s Belly around the bathtub…..

Hearing: the ‘message sent’ whoosh on my laptop.  Ahh, work, my good friend.  You’re never far away.

Celebrating: the festival of seven!!!  Happy, Happy Birthday, Master SSG!

Pretending: I’m not tired.  Which is silly because it’s only going to catch up with me at the worst possible time.

Embracing: my personal progress with yoga.  Learning the power of my breath and the power of my mind both in practice and in life beyond the mat.