Secret Love

My first day of freedom. I started by cleaning out my handbag. I hate having things loose in my bag, and the last little while I haven't had time to tidy it. I mean, I have had time. I've had the same amount of time as always, when I clean out the bag daily. I just haven't been in the right frame of mind. But now I am. So that's my new project: a good clean out. Today, the bag. Tomorrow, the computer desk. One thing each day.

I have been buying packets of stuff called Power Mix to eat at work. That sounds like a dodgy steroid, but it's just trail mix. Fruit and nuts and choc bits in a single serve packet, just the ticket for an afternoon snack. I had my last packet the other day and read the ingredients and realised I have most of those things in my pantry. So I bought the rest this morning and threw a cup of each of them in a bowl: almonds, macadamias, pistachios, pepitas, sunflower seeds, dried cranberries, raisins and choc bits. One serve turns out to be quarter of a cup. So there, I've got afternoon snacks sorted out for the next year or so.

This afternoon, ( I went to a funeral )

Sunday's knitting photo: ( Still working my way through the plain rows to get to the yoke )