JOURNALS

Sunday. A day of sorting. Nixie's room, you vex me! But, lo and behold, the boxes are triumphantly organised at last. All nicely sorted, but they’re on top of tables which are blocking the shelves. Of course, the job's not got that easy flow just yet. I'm eyeing a weekend in the future where we'll tackle this, do some grand moving of things, and all will be right with space management. Meanwhile, it's like wrestling a puzzle where the answer isn't clear because, well, there's tables in the way.

The digital realm got a fair bit of tidying too, tackled with much less sweat and movement. Adding new email filters was oddly satisfying. It's one of those tasks that looms large but, when done, leaves me wondering why I'd neglected it. There's still some photo arrangements I need to put up on the website, but that’s tomorrow Dan’s problem. It’s too late tonight to think about pixels and uploads.

A surprising bit of unexpected satisfaction today from sorting Nixie's boxes. I half-expected it to drag on without a satisfying end in sight, but alas, all sorted like a Tetris game well-played. Relief and mild victory! Yay!

As for the day’s little highlights—a simple dinner was prepared and consumed with minimal chaos. Parboiling the potatoes on this chilled Sunday contributed to ensuring we didn't resort to takeout. Cooking has become a soothing ritual, quite unexpectedly.

As the weekend wraps up, my thoughts hover over the successes and the companionship of easy tasks completed without the accompaniment of hurried stress. Even if they seem mundane, they hold their own quiet cheer. So, here's to a day where the simple act of sorting (whether digital or physical) offered clarity and calm.

On to the next, armed with organised emails, sorted boxes, and a promise of managed chaos in the weekends to come. Tomorrow's a new start to a fresh week. Watch out, Monday—I'm ready!