Paused

Bear goes back to university tomorrow. I'll admit to being worried. Snow is forecast over half the country and the English transit system has a habit of fainting at the first flake. There are exceptions, of course. Places like the Lake District and Dartmore know how to deal with snow, but the British Rail service can be touchy. I remember years ago when British Rail cancelled trains because there were leaves on the track. After some thought, machines were brought in to clear the tracks, but then trains were cancelled because it was the wrong sort of leaves on the track. I'll be fretting all day. 

I feel paused, waiting for things to happen. I've dotted around doing bits of this and that, but I can't settle. It's a fault in me. I can't get on with stuff if I'm waiting for things to happen. However, when I was looking for white cotton to mend DH's pocket, at least I found this. I am consciously looking for things that make me smile, and this is the result of another random eBay purchase. I think that I was going to use them as stitch markers, but they got shoved in a bag. I just love the jewel colours and seeing them brought joy. I don't know when I'll use them, but I doubt that I'll get rid of them.

They are so tiny that I added a pen to compare the size. 

Another thing that made me smile was the pics that I had for the fort that bear and I made seven years ago, when he had just started high school and the teacher sent home work to be done over Christmas - the sort of work that ends up dumped on the parent. 

I was glad to see the back of it. Mind you, I'm still proud of the water effect that we got by painting bubble wrap with blue poster paint.

Tomorrow I'll be worrying about bear, but I'll also be able to get on my computer, spread out my notes and notebooks and get cracking. And missing bear again. 

Hugs and good health to all.