Heydays, play reading this morning. Managed
to nip into creative writing first and leave some flyers on chairs about the
book launch. On the way home, picked up the lots I won at yesterday’s auction –
a piano stool (I’ll get back to the keyboard, one day!), another chair for the
living room, and a nest of tables to replace the battered, scratched, cheap and
nasty one I had.
After a short break, printing out flyers to
send to the library, tackling emails, checking Facebook and so on, it was off
to East Leeds Writers. Peter, who runs the group, has much to do with East
Leeds f.m. (ELFM) an internet radio
station. I showed him the book and he’s invited me to go on one of his shows to
promote it.
Tomorrow morning, the landscape gardener is
coming to give me her quotation. I have NO idea what it will be, just a horrible
feeling that it will be too much. The problem is, I really need to make the
garden easier as I don’t want to have to rely on John. I know he’s supposed to
be mowing the lawn and walking any big dogs but I’d prefer it if I didn’t actually
NEED him for anything.
I had a really really bad night last night
which is annoying. I expect to get those when I have dogs here, not when I’m on
my own.
Yet another day has gone by when, apart
from the writing I did I the group this afternoon, I’ve done nothing remotely
creative. Tomorrow has two large bites taken out of it – gardening lady, then
crosswords. I’ll just have to pack an awful lot into Friday. Right now, I’m
feeling so tired, I’m going to give up and crash out (after washing the covers
of the chair I bought earlier.)
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