100 Days of Wonder – #91

I forgot yesterday! After 90 days of really diligently remembering and wanting to blog – sometimes, but not that often, writing several posts at once and scheduling them, yesterday I just never thought about it. Maybe just a symptom of being in the post Christmas, pre New Year liminality. In my defence I didn’t feel great yesterday. Nothing specific, just a weird sort of meh (Kath said I was Eyore-ish). And, I was lost in my book in a way that happens rarely because I now so rarely read for pleasure. .

So here’s me and the Bear of Very Little Brain in 2019 to remind myself not to be cross with myself for breaking the run. Instead I am being kind, marvelling at the fact that I did 90 posts in a row without missing one and just giving you this post with another to follow this evening. I’m also acknowledging that the is joy and wonder to be had in days just lost to being and reading and that yesterday was not a wasted day but a proper rest day. I think the Bear would approve. I’m also quite excited now about seeing Winnie the Pooh again soon. He gives reassuring hugs and once tried to kidnap Kath’s Mum – but maybe that’s a whole other story.

Happy whatever day it is today!