Sweet enjoyment.

This morning is the first in a little while that I've taken to tea and time to muse in bed. Last night Jack and I had a lovely evening, a good bit of quality time, Tapas, Sangria, and a quick turn around and single drink at Bar Kolo. I was very happy and content to be in bed by 12 as I am shattered from a heavy week with my boy at work. At around 3 am I got woke up by an insistent almost eerie ringing of the doorbell. I almost didn't answer it in case it was a mad man! It wasn't of course a friend of friends had lost our house crowd or been abandoned and was very apologetic as I let him in. I climbed back into bed and spent the next at least 3 hours trying to sleep. There has definitely been a pattern of this the past 5 weeks or so since I began falling. Its excitement and excess energy and doubt and worry and wonder and restlessness all rolled into one. I am pretty good at enjoying it. You have to really don't you. I like the moments best when I have snuggled in to a comfortable position and can feel the nearness of sleep but my mind is so intent on the symphony of feelings swirling around my head, sometimes a phrase, a look, a feeling. Its like my senses have been wildly driven to excess and I need several hours in the dark of night to come down from them.

I think I will take up running or something which will shatter me physically and push enough endorphins to my brain to help it switch off!

School has been stressful, I nearly wrote earlier in the week but felt almost like it might be inappropriate, perhaps because the level of disruption and the real anger my student it experiencing is challenging me to question my approach at every turn. Its a steep learning curve.Luckily I am very supported at work and although its gradual I can see small steps of progress most days.

My new house is great. So warm and friendly. A sanctuary of loveliness, we had a beautiful evening in with Mike and Jemma on Wednesday, team effort of making delicious pie. It was lovely to catch up with them again after the impromptu plumb jam making party at the weekend, lots of kitchen dancing and kissing each other in giddy excitement! Wednesday was all about a roaring fire, I demanded we all had boots kicked off and we happily ate the first apple and raspberry crumble of the season.

It feels like Autumn today, and all the leaves are turning orange on the Rowan tree the dawn chorus is getting later. So more tea for me,a call or two a beauty engagement with the lovely Jenny , then of to Hexham to catch up with my sister and a special visit to see the wonderful new arrival of baby Oscar!! Ah can't wait! There is nothing quite like the sweetness and new joyful energy of a new born.