I missed a blog last night, just because I just lost track of time. Was a bit out of it yesterday too. Today was more of a meh day, better, but not great. Still every day is a good thing.
Managed to finish an edit on someone else’s novel, only the critique document to do now. Also got my own work to get on with.
Not sure what’s caused this bit of a downturn in my mood, have a worry that it’s the result of the call to work, but hate that idea. I can’t not work, so I’m probably being selfish and stupid in the reaction. Like the logo says, I just have to keep calm and carry on.
In less fun news, I put a load of bedding plants in my front garden last week (there are pictures in previous blogs), the little four legged friends in the area have only gone and dug up the corner of the bed and discarded at least two of the pansy plants. I did try to save them, but they just got dug up again. I have absolutely no proof of this, but I suspect the local cats using the corner for a dirt box, charmers that they are.
Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.
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