Snowy Weekend

I accidentally deleted this once and now I feel awkward about writing it again. Its snowing this weekend (if Sunday and Monday is a weekend), and it has been a welcome change to the monotony of Lockdown 3.0. It’s nice to sit at my desk and stare out of the window at a slightly different scene than normal. The roof looks tasty with a lil icing sugar coating on. The weather inspired me to dress wintery today in my xmas pattern leggings and I’m thinking about the time I went sledging in the village when I was 10 or 11 (for the first and last time) and mum got mad at me for staying out later than planned because I wasn’t checking my phone, I think I cried when I got home. And the time at college when it snowed really hard and they closed the college, but I forgot to tell Ellie that they had done so she drove all the way to Bexhill in the snow on her own, I think she was mad at me then too.

Anyway, I am in the midst of preparing for my dissertation and I’m currently drowning under a mountain of reading, which all seems a little trivial considering we are in a bloody pandemic. I don’t really mind though, it gives me something to do and lets me escape from the literal confines of my house for a little while each day. I am writing this to procrastinate for sure, but sometimes I just get so much energy inside my mind and I need to release it into some physical form in order to concentrate again. 

I ordered a clicky keyboard like we used to have in the 2000s and at first I felt like a 1930s woman taking up her first job as a typist but now its getting on my tits a bit, all the clacking around while writing. i bought it for my dissertation but it might do my head in if i write 8000 words with it. Oh well, frivolous online purchasing is the one thing you’re allowed to do when stuck indoors with only the tv and ur brain to keep you entertained. 

i want this blog/journal to be an anonymous space for me to vent and keep track of all the happenings of my life, so I don’t forget them when I’m old. And I want it to be just for me, so I get out of the habit of always wanting to exhibit myself online and say ‘ooooh look at me and how good I am’, because that's all it is really. I’ll probably forget about it in a few days tough, or become embarrassed and delete it, which is dumb because so many ridiculous people take up space online that i should be allowed my own personal corner too.

Anyway, I’m done now, back to work I go.