1. Two days to go until the end of my experiment. Not that I haven’t enjoyed this year but I’m ready for a new challenge.
2. Adele. Even though I’m not sure it’s the right choice when I’m being ravaged by hormones.
3. Diana Ross is doing well. She’s hating the cone of shame but her wound is healing up and she’s bearing up as well as she can.
4. Jane Austen and her world, which at times really feels like an excellent proposition for a woman.
5. A duvet day. I confess I barely left the bedroom today. Hormones were quite savage and I spent the morning crying and the afternoon nursing a headache trying to soothe myself with white rice.