Sunday, November 01, 2015

word of the week #44

Suddenly it's Sunday night again, and I've no idea at all where the week went. In the fact the same could be said for the fact that it's somehow November too, and I find myself not quite believing this year is almost over. The week seemed to be over as soon as it had begun, with busy, quite tricky, days at work, and early nights at home.  

It's also hard to think that it's less than a week since my Grandad got discharged from hospital. After his surgery last Friday, all of a sudden on Monday night, there he was sat at home on the sofa, and so far he is doing well. We have had a few nice nights together, watching tv and drinking tea, and I'm on my way round there again shortly. I'm going to attempt to run there, and it will be my first run in a while, so I don't think there will be anything particularly sudden about my pace!

Perhaps most surprisingly, I suddenly find myself with very short, very brown hair, after a lifetime of being a blonde. After months of indecision, taking the same pictures to the hairdressers but never quite going for it,  I now have a brown cropped haircut. I still keep doing a double take when I walk past a mirror, and think I need a bit more practice at styling it myself so I don't end up with tufts everywhere, but it makes a nice change, and I'm very glad I went for it.

The Reading Residence


  1. Our week seems to have flown by, too, and yes, how is it November?! Glad your grandad is out and doing well, must be a relief. And your hair sounds lovely, though I imagine takes some getting used to! Thanks for sharing with #WotW

  2. I frequently frighten myself in the mirror if I get a new haircut - one of the many excuses I use not to get it cut very often........ x