Nothing sharpens the mind like a little blue battery icon slowly draining on the bottom right-hand side of the screen.
It’s a hot day in Melbourne and Sarah, Nicole and I have been expeditioning in Prestonland, stocking our little cottage with supplies for the week.I am planning to cook a bog standard curry; the girls have a Secret Salad up their collective sleeve.
The problem with expeditions too early in the day, of course, is that once they’re over, one feels free of any further obligation to be effective. I’m so lazy that a trip down the (literal) garden path to the hammock seems too much effort.
Today I am grateful for caffeine, ceiling fans, conversations about clairvoyance, and the couch.
Here is a photo of a little guy I miss very much at the moment.
2 mins remaining on battery. Score!
