I haven’t been feeling well for the past couple of weeks. I’ve mostly wanted to stay in bed all day and drink tea, cosy and safe. Sadly that’s not practical, nor very productive.
Last weekend I went to see my dad’s family; it was really nice, the weather was beautiful so we went to Lyme Regis for a walk along the beach and some ice cream. It was almost warm at times, with the sun shining down, however as it was the sea-front, naturally it was a bit windy. And the wind was like ice! Lyme Regis is beautiful, it’s one of my favourite beaches. If you’re ever in the area, I would recommend it. And as it was Mother’s Day last weekend too, my mum’s family all came up for a Sunday roast, which was lovely.
I managed to set fire to my bedroom this week… Maybe that’s an exaggeration. A candle exploded on my chest-of-drawers, and set fire to it. I managed to run downstairs, grab a towel, run it under the tap and run back up and put the fire out. But my goodness did it scare me! I was shaking and crying, and nothing had really happened. It could have been so much worse though; I know you’re not supposed to leave candles unattended, and I didn’t, but if I’d left it even for a few minutes, it could have spread. It did worry me though, the candle was in a glass holder specifically for candles. I think the candle burnt too low and the glass got too hot. It’s frustrating because I adore candles, I like the scents and the light-affect, but now I’m wary of them.
The weather has been improving, spring is coming! I have very mixed feelings about the weather getting warmer, I don’t like being cold, and I don’t like the dead-looking trees. I love blue skies, and greenery, but I don’t fare well in the sun. I get too hot and dizzy very quickly, and burn so badly. As long as I’m warm enough, but not passing out, not burning, and able to see a pretty view then I’m pretty happy.
Seeing the sun out now, and seeing the leaves starting to bud on the trees makes me feel better. I need to go outside more, so I’m resolving to enjoy the beginnings of spring by going for a walk everyday. Even if it’s just down to the local park, or the shops, I should do it. Ross and I went on a lovely little walk up a big hill in town that has beautiful views of the whole town. It reminded me I like to go walking, as long as it results in a sit-down with a good view.
One of my boyfriends friends recently came back from a year of travelling around America, and this weekend he set up a mini exhibition at one of the local pubs of his photography from his time there. I personally knew almost no one that was going to be there (a socially awkward persons nightmare), but I’m really glad we did go. It was a nice relaxed evening in the beer-garden, Ross got to catch up with his old friends, and I got to laugh at their shared memories. Plus, the photography was truly phenomenal, really beautiful stuff, real and full of stories. I struggle in social situations, especially those where I don’t know anyone. Actually I struggle in most situations that involve other people. Negative interactions have reinforced my fears over time, and this event was a nice reminder that not all interactions have a negative outcome.
I hope you had a lovely week,