I’m loving my new work space. I’ve waited so long for this room! I just want to be in it all time now.

My most productive time is during school hours for obvious reasons.

Little Miss Six does have siblings, but they’re all grown up and don’t live with us, so she depends on me & her daddy (when he’s not working) for communication and entertainment.

Any work I get done while she’s here is minimal. I don’t mind though because their childhood years are precious!

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Yesterday morning I had stuff to do in town. Shop for a birthday present, post it away, order the internet and go for a coffee. Yes, the coffee shop was necessary because I needed to rest.

I tore my gastrocnemius over three months ago and I’m still in agony. Walking at the moment is torture. I finally made an appointment with a physiotherapist. Seeing him later!

It was afternoon by the time I got into my little haven. (I’m trying to think of an appropriate name to call my room. Any ideas?) Afternoon can be tricky. People demand my time.

Little Miss Six was home from school and Stephano was up from bed. (No, he doesn’t lie in bed half the day, he works a night shift sometimes!) 

I need to work out a timetable because when I’m writing about one thing, I feel I should be working on a different thing. I need some structure. Yesterday was a case of eeney, meeney, miney, mo!
• Magazine article
• Handbook revision
• Novel – scene one
• Blog post
• Blog post for my other blog

The novel won, which was great, because I really need to get stuck into this. And I want to change one or two names of my characters because I don’t like the names I picked!

I do like the name Pamela, but I knew a Pamela once and she wasn’t very nice to me so I’m definitely changing that. I have a Mildred here too and it just doesn’t fit the profile! No, she’s not a Mildred. She’s more Nancy!

Sure, I was doing grand until there was a knock on the door. Stephano enters. I didn’t say ‘come in’ but I suppose the husband has some privileges. (Some)
“What ya doing?”

Now I’m not being sarcastic here – because I’m not the sarcastic type – but if you see someone sitting at a desk surrounded by notebooks and scraps of paper, the ballpoint in their hand is moving vigorously across a sheet of paper……..what would you think they’re doing?

“Just writing.” I didn’t stop or look at him.
“Okay, I’ll leave you to it.” He left the room.
He returned about ten minutes later.
“How’s your room?”
“Brilliant! I love it. I might stick a wee sign on the door though that says Do Not Disturb.”
“Ha ha. Bye then.”

He returned a short while later to tell me dinner was ready. He’s brilliant!
Then later again with tea and biccies. Aw… 2 custard creams with a wee jaffa cake sandwiched in the middle. He’s lovely!
Lucy Mitchell would be so jealous of me! Why? Read this.

He went off to paint a few chairs.
Little Miss Six wanted to play in my room. Eh…….

I convinced her how boring it would be and she settled for playing with her toys instead – outside my door.

Now, she’s a great little girl who entertains us with her dancing and singing. But……the singing NEVER stops! Ever! We’ve heard her singing in her sleep.

So, there I was battering away on my laptop, trying to stay focused but the singing was now accompanied by her out of tune ukulele – that she can’t play!

I put on a classical music cd to drown out the noise beautiful singing. Yes, much better!

Little Miss Six enters.
“Can I leave the door open so I can hear your lovely music Mammy? I can sing for your music!”

It’s a padded cell I need!
Tomorrow’s another day I suppose!