Waking up in London after a few crazy days.
On Sunday, my mum was hospitalized again with another mild stroke, so I cancelled my morning flight and stayed with her instead. She is getting excellent care, her doctor says that she will be fine, she loves the ward and she has a rehabilitation program mapped out for this week, and my father and brothers are taking turns to visit her. So I booked an evening flight out last night and will spend a few days in London doing a work thing and catching my breath.
There's so much drama at home. My mother is increasingly frail. A friend is going through some very tough times. And I've had my hands really full and endless to-do lists to tick off. So a quiet and empty hotel room seems like a good place for reflection.
I tend to overshop when I am stressed out. This weekend, I bought another lipstick from &Other Stories (they are very nice) and a pair of trainers and some hiking socks. The lipstick was clearly something that I wanted rather than needed. I am trying to resist further impulse purchases. I have some spare time here and a long walk along the river sounds really soothing.
I have finished a bottle of Listerine Zero.