The sun is shining, it is a glorious May day, and I only have to work for one more week! You know when you have that incredible lightness-of-being feeling?
That. Just that.
I am taking my daughter out to a gorgeous National Trust house with a huge woodland walk, there may be some highly-frowned-upon paddling in the little stream, and I'm sure there will be an enormous unhealthy ice cream at some point.
I have decided my self-imposed hiatus from all fannish and lj-based activities can be relaxed a bit, as it's been over a year since I pulled an all-nighter reading a fic that I just could not put down.
It has been a hell of a year, family-and-friends-wise, both good and bad but mainly bad. But things are now back on track and apart from the usual too-many-bills-not-enough-money, everything is looking up.
And to celebrate being 'back', I have to rec Dies Irae
by AlchemyAlice. This is the way the Apocalypse should