Read all about this creepy sculpture here
Here’s what’s on my calendar for this week:
Monday: Clean the windows; replace nets.
It has to go on my calendar or I simply won’t do it. If it’s written down, it’s effectively an order given by me to me and I’m scary when I’m annoyed so I have to do it.
Tuesday: Shop for and visit (via bus) friend housebound with broken foot.
She makes the best cheesecakes in the world; I daren’t neglect her.
Wednesday: Day out with friend.
We’re going to Lyme Hall, where THE Pride & Prejudice was filmed. Expect the lake to fill up with my drool.
Thursday: A.M.: Deliver a writing workshop for charity.
Of course it’s for charity: who in their right mind would pay me?
Thursday: P.M.: Choir
Those cats won’t imitate themselves.
Friday & Saturday are free.
So far. I need to put in some time on my poetry collection as I’m now a month behind, so maybe I’ll schedule that (Monday refers).
Sunday: Stockport Writers.
I’m chairing. Hm. Maybe I can get them to write about their interesting week…
Every Day: Ten minute writing exercise as soon as I wake up.
An October challenge. This morning’s scribbling made absolutely no sense (what I could read of it). I may have to change it to ‘Ten minute writing exercise as soon as I’ve had my first cup of tea and washed my face and woken up a bit’.
Every Day: Cook, clean, walk the dogs, nag the Hub.
Today: Think up lame blog post so readers will feel less ignored.
Using my diary to tell you why I’m too busy to blog is inspired, I think. Expect more of the same.
Where did everyone go…?