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06/03/2026

Friday. Meal out with friends.

No cooking. No clearing up. No pretending I enjoy either of those things after a full week.

There is something almost sacred about sliding into a chair, ordering something reckless, and allowing someone else to be responsible for the fire.

We will dissect the week, exaggerate mildly, judge menus harshly, and agree that we are, in fact, excellent company.

If you can’t raise the dead, at least raise a glass.

What are you ordering?

04/03/2026

This month's cultural enrichment involves the Necrobus haunted tour. Nothing says togetherness quite like voluntarily climbing aboard a vehicle dedicated to grave robbers, restless corpses, and Edinburgh’s more enthusiastic approach to mortality.

The teenagers are deeply invested in the gothic drama of it all. I am mostly interested in whether the historical horror will feel more unsettling than trying to coordinate everyone’s schedules for a single outing.

There’s something strangely comforting about sitting side by side while someone cheerfully narrates body snatching and public executions. It feels efficient, educational, almost wholesome.

If you’re going to spend leave week together, you may as well do it with a side of grave dirt and theatrical doom.

02/03/2026

Monday mornings in this house involve coaxing one teenager out of bed as though I’m negotiating with a creature that thrives in low light, while gently containing the other, who wakes up fully formed and ready to discuss the day before I’ve found my voice.

One moves slowly, wrapped in blankets and reluctance. The other appears in the doorway with alarming enthusiasm. Between them, I hover somewhere in the middle.

It’s all part of an ever evolving ecosystem which is a daily ebb and flow. There’s something oddly tender about it, even when it’s loud, a house coming online in uneven stages.

27/02/2026

Ah, Friday. Time for the great domestic bliss.

Plans will include lazy walks with the dogs, fresh air that makes everyone feel vaguely alive, and actual family time that may, somehow, by a miracle, involve all of us in the same place at the same time. The teenagers and the dogs will behave as badly as each other, and I will pretend that I orchestrated it all.

There will be at least one moment when I say, “See? This is lovely,” while quietly firefighting some minor catastrophe in the background.

Somewhere in between muddy boots and Contigo cups keeping the tea warm, there will be laughter, mild to moderate chaos, and a very real possibility that nothing actually gets ticked off any of my to-do lists, but everything still feels right.

25/02/2026

Late February has that dangerous confidence.

Just because the light hangs around a little longer, suddenly everyone thinks they’re a new person.

Meanwhile, I’m still running on a 2025 operating system that’s behaving suspiciously like Windows 11. Updates appearing without consent. Features removed for no clear reason. Random lag at critical moments. My body keeps asking if I’m sure I want to continue.

Spring may be loading, but my system is still buffering.

23/02/2026

Imbolc promised renewal.

What it delivered was a sinus flu and a stack of very official admin that materialised like a cursed parchment at precisely the wrong time.

There is something humbling about trying to honour seasonal rhythms while your head feels packed with damp wool and someone keeps emailing about funding.

Somewhere between ancient fire festival and unexpected paperwork, I am negotiating with my own exhaustion.

Tell me I’m not the only one who gets taken out by timing rather than illness.

20/02/2026

My therapist suggested I “sit with my inner demons,” which felt less like guidance and more like being handed a management position I never applied for.

So I did what any practical, slightly feral witch does at this time of year. I crocheted them matching jumpers, fed them properly, and made it very clear that if they were going to continue wreaking havoc in the household, they would do so in coordinated knitwear, with manners, and under supervision.

There’s something about this time of year that makes that approach feel wiser than trying to banish anything. Early light. Low fire. Steady hands. Keep them warm, keep them contained, and remarkably, they behave. Not perfectly, just enough to avoid chewing through the furniture again.

So tell me, honestly, are your demons

– roaming freely
– attempting a coup
– or sitting quietly in knitwear, plotting politely
🧶🔥

18/02/2026

Imbolc isn’t about banishing your demons. It’s about inviting them to sit by the fire and behave themselves. I’ve found that when you feed things properly and give them a warm place to rest, they stop rattling the furniture.

How are you dealing with your little niggles as the wheel turns and the season changes?

16/02/2026

Imbolc always feels less like rebirth and more like finding a small flame that refused to go out.

The light shifts by a fraction, the days stretch by minutes, and something steady begins to stir under the surface.

I picture it like that small dragon curled in the corner, not here to burn anything down, just to keep a careful, watchful heat going while the rest of the world thaws.

That’s the energy I’m working with now. Quiet tending, focused warmth and support that steadies. It's a bit like tending frail little seedings.

Has the spark started moving for you yet? 🔥

13/02/2026

By the end of the week, something ancient clocks off before I do.

The emotional support dragon takes up position in the hallway, mostly to stop anyone asking me anything important.

The kitchen lich wakes up somewhere around 6pm, lights a candle for no clear reason, and starts rearranging ingredients like it’s a ritual rather than dinner.

This is the point where the week loosens its grip. The sensible part of me goes quiet. The rest of the house fills in. There’s heat, mess, half-finished things, and the very specific comfort of knowing I don’t have to be impressive to anyone.

If your weekend energy looks less “well-rested adult” and more “guarded by a dragon while something feral stirs a pot”, you’re in good company.

What shows up in your house once the week finally backs off? 🐉🔥

11/02/2026

This is the day where the inner cast reveal themselves properly. The overworked one. The tired one. The one who definitely wasn’t invited. All small feral goblin with strong opinions about emails, governance, and whether we truly need to leave the house again.

Midweek has a particular energy. You’ve already done enough to feel accomplished, but not enough to feel free. You’re running on tea, spite, and muscle memory, negotiating with yourself like a hostage situation, and wondering why everyone else looks like they’re coping better when you.

So tell me, how’s your Wednesday shaping up?

Graceful competence
Complete chaos
Or dragging your inner Kevin through the week by the scruff while promising him a nap later.

09/02/2026

Monday arrived and I did not rise from my bed like a phoenix reborn.

It was more of a reluctant emergence, like a disgruntled snail dragged into the light, already tired and deeply unimpressed by the concept of effort.

Spirit present.
Body negotiating.
Motivation somewhere in another room, refusing to make eye contact.

I am technically awake, but only in the legal sense.

If you’re easing into the week at a pace best described as “feral but trying,” clutching a mug like it contains answers, welcome. This seems to be how Mondays work now.

So, what’s your current form
phoenix or snail… or something still evolving?

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