gillpolack @ 2015-08-30T10:11:00

Things may get busier chez Gillian. Not more financial (for such is my life) just busier. This always happens when I fall behind on things. The more behind I am, the busier things get, and they're all new things. I like being busy, so this is only a complaint because of the finances and the health. If I had both of them sorted, my life would be pretty wonderful.

I still have my list to be finished by Monday, but it now includes yesterday's housework, for yesterday... we shall not talk about yesterday. Nothing big went wrong. It wasn't a bad day. It was just a day when nothing useful could happen. Life normally doesn't do this to me too often, but three times in a week? I think maybe I need to plan a holiday. I'm not used to holidays, so I'm not entirely certain what I shall do with one. I'll give it some thought, at least.

In the interim, I have deadlines and housework and things. And last night I slept! (I turned the heater up and it made the difference my body needed. Do not ask me, however, about electricity bills.)

What I really want to do with today is write fiction. I hate days when the fiction tells me it will write itself if I just give in to the urge and when, instead, so many other things have to be done. Life does this to annoy. I'm positive-certain it does.