January

Well, with Xmas & New Year thankfully over, and my return from delightfully far-from-Dundee Berlin, I might actually get to update more!

Xmas was nice and quiet. Himself and I spent it together, giving eachother nice presents (he got soooo spoiled!), and I cooked a massive, delicious dinner. Himself got me a beautiful Tibetan singing bowl, and a Trollbead bracelet. This has now gotten me hooked on Trollbeads. I'm being good though, only getting them on special occasions. I bought one for my 2-year veggieversary on the 27th of December, and one on our trip to Berlin.

This month has been pretty hectic, trying, mostly unsuccessfully, to unpack the last of our things, but we keep acquiring more things! The folks got us a new bookcase for Xmas, so hopefully that'll mean I no longer need to stash new books under the coffee table, in the chest of drawers and on my own head. Once we actually build the bookcase, that is.

Berlin was pretty good. I was much less calm this time, and kept freaking out at being generally anxious and flapsome. Sometimes I get bad aspie days, and sometimes they last for over a week. In the gtaps between me freaking out, there was a lot of fun though. I spent entirely too much money on yarn and food. I ate cake, bread and cheese every morning for breakfast, and tried out some awesome vegetarian restaurants. I got to look at Himself's dad's photo albums, containing lots of great family pictures. It was quite emotionally draining though, the story they told was moving.

Himself bought me a jumbo cupcake mold, I can now bake a cupcake as big as my head!

In uni news, I passed French & Film, but only just, and I marginally failed Philosophy. As long as I pass all of this semester's modules, I'll be ok.

I'm finally starting to feel like I can pick things back up there. I spent the last year just nosediving, I was lucky to get a second chance. This is what happens when you let someone mess your head up so badly that you stop caring about your own wellbeing.

I'm starting to get the help I need though, and I am generally feeling more happy and positive (though I still have plenty of days where the world feels all wrong, there's no cure for my condition after all, I'm just learning to cope better).

Today, I'm feeling particularly productive. I got up and went to uni, came home and tidied up, did laundry, wrote an important e-mail, paired all our socks, baked bread, and I'm about to catalogue all of my yarn on Ravelry.

Depending on one's persepective, it could be said that I have too much, or not enough yarn.