6.9
Weird day yesterday. Had an IAPTS assessment call for EMDR or other specifically trauma focused therapy and it went well but I found myself withdrawing somewhat in the aftermath. Also had a resurgence of the trifecta of visual, olfactory and auditory flashbacks which isn’t pleasant.
Couldn’t concentrate on anything much and the weather was awful so I thought I’d bake.
I low carbified a salted caramel chocolate nut tart and it’s disgusting. I had a piece last night but couldn’t finish it so the whole thing is going in the bin. I’ll whip up a traditional Jewish/Polish apple cake instead as I can do that with my eyes shut and it’ll salve that baking itch.
When I want to make something and it goes awry somehow I feel I need to make something else or else the failure just looms large and mocks me.
Today I’ve a bonkers busy afternoon. Olivier Awards induction thing (they sent the rules around yesterday and I’m not allowed to mention to anyone that I’m on the judging panel apart from close friends and family so welcome to the family you lot!) and I’m not allowed to post comments on the things I’ve seen either. Or that’s what it looks like from my reading of the contract. I’ll have that clarified later today.
Immediately after the induction I’m off to
https://queerbritain.org.uk/ for a Volunteer Information Day. I applied to be a volunteer as it sounded interesting and a bit different and it’s only a few minutes walk away.
We’ll have to do a presentation on “anything you like. Really we do mean anything no matter how bananas you think it is.” So I’m doing one on bananas!
That is 2-5 this afternoon and then I’m hot footing it to Covent Garden for 6:15 when I’m meeting a friend I’m taking to see Aida. It’s his first opera. I’ve already dragged him to see his first ballet but this is the first time at Covent Garden.
I’ll be knackered by the end of the day especially as I decided to fall asleep last night listening to a quiet, peaceful, charming audiobook. Dracula. That didn’t help!