Waste not

I was a little surprised at just how good scraping out the last of the contents made me feel.

It was a very wet start to the day and we chose to go and see Hunter Killer at the cinema.  The traffic to leave the carpark after the film was dreadful to we gave up, re-parked and went to the diner instead.

My laundry was marginally drier than when I put it out by the time I got home and I walked Roo a little bit further than yesterday. Little steps.

I managed to spend some time messing with my art journal which I've not done lately and I read about synchronic integration in the social wellbeing course that I am studying.

I was grateful for little steps,  time to just play with paint and an extra hour in bed.