For once I feel like I've been doing something with my time off: today I actually pulled myself out of bed at 8.30am (this is unheard of for me on a Saturday), to go down to Greenwich with Simon. Okay, so he was going to collect an eBay purchase, but while we were there we took the chance to go and look around the Royal Observatory and the National Maritime Museum. And both are free!
The post-Christmas weeks have been a bit strange; what with the first anniversary of Mum's death, the snow (which I'm grateful has now cleared) and the inevitable lack of money that follows the festive season, I've been feeling a bit blue. I finally feel like things are looking up though, and today's trip definitely helped. Tonight will be my first trip to the pub since New Year's Eve, which might explain my cabin fever somewhat... and tomorrow I have plans to make myself go and talk to the allotment people at the end of our road, in an effort to force myself to spend more time outdoors. Sad to say, this could be one of the more productive weekends I've had in a while. I think this means I need a life.
Now, roll on February!