The 21 Types Of Hipster You Encounter In London – I’m a little sad we left London before the hipster explosion.

Quick update: Work. Work is good. Things are busy – I had FIVE meetings today – but so far I’m hanging in there. I still feel slightly like I have no idea what I’m doing, but it’s getting less and less. For one of the projects I’m on I’ve been asked to spend Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at our office in the city, which means my commute is only 15 minutes (or I can even walk). And Snooky’s office is just on the other side of Darling Harbour! Bonus.

I actually went to yoga at the gym Monday night. I haven’t done yoga in YEARS, but given that I’m still not allowed to run or cycle, I felt like I ought to do something. I was very careful not to strain my knee, and to my surprise I found that I could do just about all the poses if I didn’t go too deeply. It was a good workout too, judging by how sore I am a day later. I think I’ll probably make that a weekly occurrence.

The garden renovation is nearly done. The plants are in, and I even bought a few veggie seedlings on the weekend to try our hand at some winter veg. (While the sunny patch gets a lot of light in the summer, the building may shade it too much in the winter. We’ll see.) We still need to get a handyman out to do the last few bits: putting a handrail on the stairs; fixing up my busted screen door; drilling some bolts into the wall for our espaliered trees. I was hoping to get that done before the Snook’s upcoming work trip to London, but I don’t think it’s going to happen.

Not very bloggy, am I? I just feel like all the new stuff I’m learning at work is using up whatever spare brain cycles I used to spend on reading the Internet and tweeting and chatting to people. I’m sure the mojo will return eventually.