Turning to Winter

As nights start to turn colder here, my mind turns to the joys and jollity of late autumn and winter and what all of that has to bring. This year should be especially fun and, with the next two months playing host to two separate trips from my beloved Mark, looks to be one of the best winters yet. Before the fun starts, of course, there needs to be work put in, some of which I am glad to say I have started and even if I haven't written a word it is guaranteed that I'm thinking about it.

Hayley seems to be getting on better this year too. She's mindful of the work she must do, which is a great improvement already, and she's started to panic over a week before the hand in, instead of the previous years in which she kind of panicked from forty-eight hours before and tried to get it done just a handful of hours before it was in leaving no time for editing and such.

I've also had the first of my FYP tutorials. It went well, although a last minute change of plans on what I was going to do has nullified the two-thousand plus words I wrote over the summer. Still, it's not all bad. All I'm required to do is one-thousand words every two weeks, which considering my writing history should be quite easy, and send it to him in advance of our sessions. I've already written part of it, and part of my meta-fiction piece, which is turning out to be very fun, yet challenging, to write.

As well as all these things there is still my birthday to look forward to. That's right people, in just over a month the great Faithzles will be turning twenty-two and into what I hope to be a great year, hopefully the best yet. A fun filled time is assured as Mark turns up the day before, arms brimming with long awaited hugs and lips spilling kisses. Mmmmm. And then on the day comes a trip to the market followed by the long awaited Harry Potter film and food of some kind. It's set to be a great day. But the day I'm actually looking forward to more will be the day after when I have Mark all to myself for the entire day.

The frost has started to form already, though it is only the end of October we have already had at least two. With the temperature dropping the Guinea pigs will soon need to come in, and our plans this year are to give them part of the aviary that my dad has just redeveloped. They'll be on concrete, which will help wear their claws down, and have loads of space all the time with a sleeping area filled with warm cosy hay and plenty of places to hide in. They'll be warmer in there too with a heater that kicks in if it hits too low a temperature.

All in all, winter looks bright if cold. But the cold is all the better for snuggling up with dreamtime tea and a duvet and that special someone.