Last night's curry wasn't properly thought through. The flavours were all there - my favourite coconut, ginger & lime ones - but they jarred with one another. The things that bookended the meal felt somehow wrong, too.
Organising negatives, today. Pulling up my socks and getting on. Snipping, filing, labelling; these are the jobs I want on a rainy Sunday afternoon.
Quiet employment is the best kind. Turns out even the curry's better today.