Therapy

I genuinely looked in the mirror this morning and thought about how horribly pasty and white I was looking. My body is desperately craving some sunshine.

After our team meeting and a productive time of getting my work done I had a lunchtime walk to the shop. In the sunshine. With no gloves on. I was delirious with joy.

There was nothing for it but to spend a bit of the afternoon doing some work from the front of the house. The only issue was the stream of neighbourly convo: Becky to talk about problems at work, Simon to discuss the wild weekend and the police drama and then Grace to report on her dentist appointment. Rubbish for work but great for the soul.

Vitamin D topped up!