100 Seconds to Midnight

I have been fortunate enough to be awarded an artists commission for a group project running over the next couple of months.  This is new territory for me and all very exciting, but the elation I felt at hearing the news was quickly drowned out by feelings of overwhelm and WTF?!  A stern word, some deep breathing and a couple of days later the tide turned and I'm pleased to report I'm now in full project manager mode - you'd be so proud of me sis!  Planner drawn up, I was in the process of breaking down my to-do list and scheduling the constituent parts - paying particular attention to make sure that nothing interferes with my post lockdown appointment with the hairdresser - when I stumbled upon a benefit of current life that so pleased me I felt compelled to step away from my planning and blog.....  In a nutshell - if you need anything from IKEA go whilst they are offering a click and collect service! My original plan to wait to see how many artists I had on board, and thu

Ladies and gentlemen, I have worn my dress for 100 consecutive days, and thus completed the Wool& challenge!  (Actually I am now on day 104 but that's mainly down to laundry, which I'll come on to later). There is something slightly incongruous in the challenge's claim to help combat the 'spotlight effect' (where people tend to believe they are being noticed more than they really are) - by encouraging the posting of a photograph of yourself daily on Instagram, and the reward for completion coming in the form of a money off voucher for some new clothes - having supposedly just proved to yourself that you don't need any, but..... I ABSOLUTELY LOVED DOING IT and I hope the lessons learned will stay with me forever. I feel liberated, empowered and free which feels particularly pertinent on an International Women's Day dominated by coverage in the media of a woman who felt anything but. When I stood in front of my wardrobe on Friday and thought, for the first