… for a while.
I need to take a break from the blog, discipline myself and knuckle down to some things. I have two essays coming up for uni, another craft stall to sew and knit for, and an order for a cloak (in blue!), not to mention four knitting projects on the needles. It’s out of control round here and that depresses me.
More frighteningly, I must spiff up my curriculum vitae and go sell myself in a vain attempt to bring some money into this family. My usual source of work has dried up, and Mr Soup is starting to jiggle fretfully. (If anyone wants anything written, edited, proofed or otherwise manhandled into some semblance of eloquence, let me know. My rates are reasonable. Particularly when I’m desperate.)
I just ate thee Tim Tams in a row. Literally, without stopping. It’s a sign I’m in a funk and need to take stock. I’m kind of frozen at the moment and using the blog as a distraction.
I shall return anon.