that’s the weather lulling us into a false sense of security

Up, sit, breakfast, wave H goodbye, dither, dress, into Walker, Maisify and battle sleep, lunch, talking about all sorts of gibberish, back to work, then off to the movements class, then back to eat pasta. One of those sorts of days.

It’s quite springy now, though apparantly that’s the weather lulling us into a false sense of security and it will get considerable colder soon. The mornings got lighter while I was away. The days move a lot faster than I feel comfortable with, for some reason. I don’t know why I’d feel discomfort, as it’s not as if the time of getting light (or, indeed, dark) really makes much difference to me.