I went out again. I walked to Aldi, picked up a few bits which unfortunately included peat free compost so I had to get a taxi back, but I still walked a mile. I impressed myself. I won't be going out tomorrow, though, as I am expecting a delivery. I will still be getting exercise as I plan to do things in the garden now I have the compost I want and also I called in at the flower shop at the end of the street and asked about trays of bedding plants. Apparently they are being dropped off tomorrow. They normally go to the warehouse on Tuesdays and I thought I had some time. The garden is not in a good state. It looks like an abandoned car park except with extra lavender and a very aggressive fuchsia. I'm only doing a little in the morning, though, as the heat really doesn't agree with me and it's heating up fast here, but I have to do something as the people from the flower shop knew father and he would be horrified to see the state of the garden.
I also plan to take advantage of the weather because it is blanket drying weather and that only happens once or twice a year in Yorkshire, so I need to make the most of it. I shall be digging out every blanket, throw and cover I can find.
I have also done it again because I think I've overloaded myself. I am looking for work online. I've just registered with Clickworker, and if it works out I will share. I'm also entering writing competitions, I have the next instalment of the White Hart due Friday, I want to make sure I shake up the writing blog, I need to look out fabric for DH's friend, I have to chase the driving people again, I should really source a new piano for bear by the time his next piano lesson comes (the heat has not been kind to the current instrument) and I need to look out tops and earrings for the sitting on Saturday. I also need to pick up end of year presents for bear's teachers, sort out a donation for a teacher that's leaving, find bear a new dentist and I really need to get control of the book marketing. Also England are playing tomorrow which is always a test of nerve.
I ought to feel stressed. I have no idea how much I will actually get done. But actually, I feel exhilarated. Long may this continue!
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