Mental health day today. We had a whirlwind trip interstate for a family wedding over the weekend, and the hot weather has made sleep difficult this week so I’m super tired. I was very anxious about the wedding because it was very Christian and I was worried about how much singing/hands in the air/blatant misogyny might be in it. In the end it wasn’t too bad. Just minor amounts of ‘the man leads and the woman submits’ and that our niece “hadn’t been able to find someone yet” (at the ripe old spinsterly age of 21!) Still, she hadn’t even met the guy a year ago and they’re already married 😬 I worry that she’s rushing into things and I don’t think there’s anything I can do about it. Just hope that I’m wrong and they live a long and happy life together.
Just like one of the lyrics rounds on Richard Osman’s House of Games.