Wow, I honestly didn't realise just how much time I have been away from this blog. I can't really believe that it's December already (it doesn't help that I don't feel very Christmassy) and I hope that this month I manage to write here more often.
This past week I have generally been doing better. By that I mean that I have found myself being a little more positive and a lot more gentle with myself (or at least I am trying to).
Finding myself suddenly in December I feel disorientated - usually at this time of year I would be wrapping up in layers to walk to school/college/uni and anticipating the holiday time with my family. This year is different. I can't remember the last time I was out of the flat (I know it wasn't that cold) and, while I will be seeing my parents, I won't be spending Christmas with them. Chris and I are planning on spending it together, just us two, as it is the first year we have been living together.
I want to say that I am looking forward to it, but honestly I don't know right now. I am panicking that I don't have any Christmas presents ready - I am behind on the organising of cards and food and decorating (yes, I do tend to go into overdrive around the holidays). So please excuse me while I go and stitch in the hopes of finishing at least one homemade present in time.
[This post was written 4th December. I have, in fact, been out of the flat since then and am even starting to feel a little Christmassy.]