Returning to Normal

Well, Monday was a complete waste. I did manage to finally go shower, which was really refreshing, but I passed on the bath, since my skin is so very dry. It's not even the sunburn which has for the most part turned into a tan- it's more my skin condition which means I have extremely dry skin. I'm really not supposed to go in the sun too much with the medications I take for it, so I guess that's why I'm suffering for it now, but hopefully it will be fine by the end of the week.

So, Glastonbury. What can I say? It was really amazing. When I originally decided to go, I thought that it would be a thing I did once in a lifetime. I figured it would be a bit tough, but that I could put up with anything once. Well, as it turned out, I enjoyed it so much that I would even consider going back. It's hard to describe the experience to be honest. The scale of the thing. It took an hour to walk from one end to the other. It took twenty minutes to walk from our camper van to the gate. The camper van was a godsend. While I would consider going again, it would only be with a camper van. I loved the camper van so much, it actually made me want to have one. Not that I have oodles of free time to go gallivanting about in a camper van, but this made me wish I did!

I got to see a bunch of musicians, but not nearly as many as I would have liked. Massive Attack was great, Neil Diamond wasn't. Kings of Leon were really good, and so was Amy Winehouse. Estelle wasn't that great, but she does know how to work a crowd. KT Tunstall was alright, but probably also not my favorite.

The brownies were excellent.

So Monday was spent recovering and moisturizing. Tuesday was back to work, and then therapy. And then a birthday gathering for someone I had only met once. A reminder came up on my facebook Monday night and I had almost forgotten. The location was in my neck of the woods, so I felt like it would be silly not to go- but I tend to be very nervous and self conscious around strangers, and this was going to be a party that had exactly two people that I would know (and as mentioned, one I'd only met once!).

What can I say? I'm so very very glad that I went! I had the bestest time! I ended up speaking to assorted lovely people and had tons of fun. I can't believe that I was even considering not going and was feeling strange about it. Just goes to show how your mind and personal insecurities can play tricks on you. Still, I recognize that larger social gatherings of strangers will always probably give me pause since it's just not the environment I'm ever going to feel the most at ease in. So lucky me then that this turned out to be so entirely lovely.

Right now I'm very busy at work as we're putting together a competition that's due on Friday for a site that we did some initial feasibility work on earlier this year. I think that our concept is really good, but I'm a little bit worried about how it's all going to come together. I mean, I know it will all come together somehow, but it'll be a shame if we don't do our concept justice because no one was 'graphic' enough. It's a silly thing about my profession- it's not just that you can have an excellent idea, it's also all about how you represent it.

Friday is the fourth of July and S and I are going to try and go to dinner someplace 'American' in order to celebrate. Perhaps I should speak to Mr.Louche to find out about his recent meaty explorations.