The Good: Mr. Moon Topples’ competition, (now closed to entries and voting begins). Points win prizes but prizes aren’t the point and it’s nice to be in good company. I have also sent off one short story and done some work on another that has been lying around gathering dust.
I am going on a Scottish island adventure holiday the day after tomorrow. Adventure in the sense that, apart from the first couple of nights, we haven’t yet decided where to go or where we’ll stay. It will feel like being in Easy Rider, but in the relative comfort of the Signsmobile. I have bought myself some new waterproof trousers, anticipating long flat stretches of remote beach where I will be able to walk.
The Bad: My cat is unwell and is on a course of painkillers. She will like being in a cattery even less than usual. The bank holiday emergency vet was wonderful – kind and efficient – but the one today called her behaviour “aggressive” (poor, frightened animal) and didn’t seem to know how to hold or examine a cat, even with a nurse to help her.
My son has had his bike stolen.
My hair is going pink.
The Usual: Milady House is still without a sniff of a buyer and I am wondering, not for the first time, if everything they say about St. Joseph (who is still front of house, underground) is true. A friend brought me a statue from Ireland and by my reckoning we ought to have the business sewn up by now. I am beginning to shrug my shoulders about it all (it’s nice here) – but can’t ignore the fact that M.E. muscles do not like all the steep stairs. We may have to sell the house for a song, cut our losses and run. But sometimes I forget to care or think about it. Bof!
I will be taking my Doppelganger and my laptop with me to Scotland and may practice posting up some photos. Not of the Doppelganger, but of places. I will of course be reading the signs.