Adrian and I went on an overnight mini hike to Tyresta (Årsjön). This late in the season, the camping area wasn’t crowded at all. The trails on the other hand were full of people, 80% of whom seemed to be carrying baskets for picking mushrooms. Seems to be this year’s hot thing.

Busy times at work lead to unhealthy eating habits. Whatever I can eat at the computer with little to no prep.

Possibly my last lunch out on the deck for this season. With a jacket and a blanket. If I put the bench at the very far end of the deck, I get a little bit of sun on part of me at least.

I keep forgetting my lactose intolerance. I do remember it when I’m doing my grocery shopping. But for some things there are no lactose-free alternatives, and then I just buy the normal stuff and plan to take a lactase tablet when I eat it. Yogurts, for example. There are very few lactose-free alternatives and none of them taste well. Or anything with ricotta cheese.

The problem is that when I get to actually eating these things I forget about the tablets. I’ve been eating normal yogurt for decades so I just do it on autopilot. And a few hours later my stomach feels like a balloon and my clothes literally don’t fit me any more.

Knowing that my waist circumference at this point is 4 cm larger than normal, I wonder if could you calculate the volume of intestinal gas from that, and then the amount of lactose that was digested by bacteria instead of myself.

I had a photo from today’s bicycle trip to the recycling centre. And just as I was about to start editing it, it disappeared from both Lightroom and Finder. Nowhere to be found. And it was a rather pleasant one, too, with my bike standing next to a nice little bridge surrounded by lots of vegetation. Bleh.

I started hearing occasional snapping, crackling noises in my home office. There should be absolutely nothing there to make such noises.

It took me a day or two to figure out what was causing them. It turned out to be my power bank, and the snapping noises were from its casing splitting open due to pressure from the swelling lithium batteries inside.

Lithium batteries are not supposed to look puffy.

Right after I took this photo, I put the battery in a metal container to contain the fire hazard. I guess I’ll be taking a trip to the recycling centre as soon as I can.

I’ve been thinking thoughts of lemon & poppy seed cakes since early summer. Since May, even, I think. Dropping hints occasionally when Adrian has said he feels like baking. (He always ends up baking either mud cake or chocolate chip cookies.) And I still haven’t done anything about it myself. A basic cake batter takes, what, fifteen minutes? Twenty? It’s nothing. But I just haven’t been able to muster the energy it takes to start even this humble project. Starting things is hard.

Until now. I feel inordinately pleased by this small accomplishment.

He’s building a thing. Sawing, hammering, filing and sanding.

This is the third day in a row of near-constant rain. But just as I was thinking that I might have to skip my walk, there was a break in the rain.

Raincoats are a thing, and I do have an umbrella, but walking in the rain is just not pleasant. Raincoats crinkle and make noise and are sweaty. Umbrellas make you walk un-freely, with your arm stuck up. I’d rather walk in light rain without any protection and get a bit wet than deal with the hassle of keeping myself dry.

My shoes are as worn-out and ragged as Adrian’s. I’m a pickier shopper, and way more out of sync with general fashion, so I ordered mine online. Fell in love with these the moment I tried them on. The soles are so flexible and the uppers are so soft! If I hadn’t just been gushing over the fit of my socks, I would say that these fit like socks. They don’t, but they are nevertheless really nice. And just look at this colour! It’s like sunshine on my feet. Just looking at them makes me happy.