There was an incredibly pleasing correlation between a belated birthday present and the Cereal magazine perched on my coffee table. It warranted an image I felt. Taking this image, along with a rather half-hearted attempt at some exercise, punctuated a rather lazy Sunday. For too long my coffee table has been straining under the weight of a pile of unread magazines. I should probably point out that in my flat this isn’t really an unusual occurrence. Whether it’s the dining table, a dining chair, or even the floor itself, piles of magazines are never far away. I set aside today – the day before I return to work after a full week off – as the day to tackle the most recent pile.
Copious amounts of peppermint tea and a slice of banana loaf later, the pile is no more. Now the magazines find themselves filed away in their appropriate places. My mind? Well, that’s a wealth of all things Kinfolk. Exactly as I like it to be.
A Sunday well and truly well spent if you ask me. I’m aware you didn’t, but you’re on my blog, so it’s essentially the same thing I feel.