Yesterday Weasel’s Dad and I went to a super fancy garden to see the hyacinths. They’re so lovely, and they smell like heaven. And this garden has a whole formal thing dedicated to them. I’ve been bothering people for weeks to please get me to them. Stoat & Mal have a membership with the National Trust, says clearly on it Mr & Mrs. Anyway, Stoat and I got there, and he showed them the card and they let us both in. So this means:

1. I’m clearly suitable trophy wife material
2. I look a lot older than I think I do
3. Stoat looks a lot younger than we think he does
4. The ticket guy just didn’t care

I’m not sure which one I’m rooting for… number two is my least favourite. Anyway, some great photos: panoramic shot of most of the garden, up close and sooo pretty and loads of them together.

The smell was amazing, we could smell them from the path before you hit the garden. I wish all my air always smelled of hyacinths. So excellent.

This of course ate up two hours of my day, and the gym plus this walk and a trip to Budgens with Weasel meant I was exhausted. So I lazed around and didn’t clean the dressing room. The two batches of laundry I did didn’t help the mess. I still have a suitcase on the floor from my trip to Horatio’s Dad’s wedding [March 24th]. This is beyond me. So my goal is to sort it tomorrow.

Doodle’s coming over for band practice, so tomorrow I have to make sure I make the what’s-left-to-do-on-each-song list. We need to get some focus. We usually just follow our moods and end up skipping around a lot without accomplishing anything. I haven’t said anything because this was supposed to be a fun thing for us to do since Doodle and I are gloomy sorts who don’t really have much fun. Unfortunately, by having no structure, the fun is leaving for me and I frequently feel bored. So hopefully we’ll read the list and come up with a shiny compromise. Weasel said she’d appreciate more structure too so hopefully this means she’ll come play with us more.

You know how I realised that the reason I was tired/lacking energy/generally grumpy was because I wasn’t getting enough sleep? Well, it also turns out that my sluggishness in the morning was because I wasn’t getting enough sleep too. In my work times spreadsheet, I consistently started around 8:50/9:00 instead of my target time of 8:30. This week, I’ve managed 8:30 twice.

Hoping this whole getting-the-sleep-I-need will continue to have pleasant knock on effects.