Once again I cannot sleep. No matter how relaxed I try to get before bed as soon as I lie down I get tense and my jaw clenches and the more I lie there, the worse it gets. So I find it best to get up and potter gently about, listening to quiet music, doing a little simple knitting, reading, anything to try to relax as I sit in the lamp light. This being unable to sleep has been going on for a few months now and I have reached the point where I am sufficiently fed up that I have made a doctor's appointment, so that is Tuesday's fun outing.
So lack of sleep is making the rest of life harder and I have little to report. Dad's jumper is coming along nicely and my thoughts are increasingly turning to Christmas, a festival I love. All those sparkly lights and hope in the darkness and familiar rituals; I love Christmas in all its infinite variety. Although I do need to get realistic and try to curb my desire to make everything for everyone.
A few weeks ago we made two Christmas puddings, as we had got down to only one left in the store cupboard and the puddings really are best matured at least a year. It was a nice family occasion, my parents and I each took tasks and shared out the work; Dad managed to get himself the job of adding the brandy! I must try to write down a recipe as my mother pretty much carries it in her head, which would make it tricky if I ever wanted to try making one on my own. Next on the agenda is an attempt at a Christmas cake, which I have less experience at and past attempts have not always been a great success, however, I have been reading up and gathering tips. How do you decorate your Christmas cake? My family are not keen on the traditional marzipan and thick icing so I am looking for ideas.
For now, back to the task of trying to relax enough to sleep.