Monday: Night shelter preparations as already explained.
Tuesday: Day out with two grandchildren. Splashing in the sea and trying (and failing) to make a fire in the woods.
Wednesday: Wandering around town trying to find a Spiderman costume.
'You're going to dress up as Spiderman for the party?' Husband asked.
'One of us is,' I said. 'The clue is in the name.'
He was relieved when I returned empty-handed. £37 was a bit much for one afternoon. Although I'm sure we could have found other uses for it.
Followed by GrandSon2's 3rd birthday with a tea party with Spiderman pinata and cake.
|Well-made by Daughter|
Friday: Spent half the day writing a covering letter and, with synopsis brilliantly précised by Husband, sent off the first two chapters of Novel4 to an agent. My first submission and I'm trying hard not to be too pessimistic. Rest of day and evening spent thinking about and writing a talk about Zac's I am giving next Thursday.
Saturday: Watching the TED talk Husband sent me about how to give a talk and tearing up original talk and starting again. Also popped into library to collect the book I'd ordered, The 100-year-old man who climbed out of a window and disappeared.
Today, Sunday: Will be practising and 'perfecting' talk and getting some exercise walking dogs. Oh, yes, we have grandDog, Holly, staying with us for the weekend.
Tomorrow: Ditto today but with one dog less and circuit training added to mix.
Tuesday: Ditto plus making cake for Zac's.
Wednesday: Soup making ready for Tea Cosy Pete's after funeral wake at Zac's.
Thursday: Giving talk followed by women's bible study group at Zac's.
Friday: Collapse in little heap I suspect. Much as I almost did here.
P.S. It's not all at the wrong angle. That's just because Husband was spinning me around while holding the camera at the beginning.