Yesterday was shaping up to be a better day. I finished Spaeth’s book, which made me really happy, did some emails and admin, and then sat down to lunch. And while I ate, I thought I would start a new novel.
I got totally sucked in, and nothing else got done for the rest of the day. I kind of don’t regret it, cos it gave me down time that was needed, and just to be able to read cos I wanted to, and not cos I had to, my eye leaping ahead and speed reading at the full speed that I can instead of ponderously making sure i read every line was an absolute JOY.
But it meant nothing else got done. Bah. Relaxation is necessary too, right?