Getting shit done

To say I've been tired would be an understatement. Not just physically, but also mentally. I've been a confused bloke trying to navigate my life and my job and I don't have a clue what the fuck is going on. It almost feels like I've been watching some guy who looks like me living my life. Today has been a day off though and I've needed it. I've out a load of work into my site and I'm chuffed with it. My podcast is now up and integrated with the IndieWeb and I couldn't be happier.

It's been an alright day really. Getting bits and pieces done around the house. Our local council has recently introduced better recycling (about bloody time really, I was shocked when I moved to Suffolk to find out that they didn't recycle glass... WTF?!?) and I spent some time going through our old recycling to make sure it's up to snuff. In a sad, loser way, I really enjoyed it. It reminded me of that time years ago I helped do recycling at the hippy music festival "Shambala". No t-shirt for me this time, just the knowledge that I'm doing my bit.

Later on we went out for a mooch. Managed to pick up some new incense cones with the back-flow stuff going on. Also managed to pick up a few books and magazines to repurpose to create some collages with. My best find was the Linda McCartney cookbook from 1989. Lots of awesome, hearty recipes in there. Also shoutout to the 1968 magazine "Women and Home" which I got for 50p. Can't argue with that.

I'm feeling a lot more normal than I have for a while. I've needed today. I've recharged my hippy batteries and I'm happier than I was yesterday.