My head currently is great friends with the procrastination monster (here is where I should jump into Illustrator and haul out some illustration skills and show you what my monster looks like).
I spent yesterday afternoon reclaiming sanity by cleaning my house and spending time with my friend Ana in the glorious sun at a cafe. I thought I’d won the war in capturing control.
Today control has made some kind of spectacular get-away and I am floundering.
I hate having to do bits and pieces without accomplishing anything tangible. Unfortunately these bits and pieces NEED to get done to even get remotely close to the whole.
I currently have four books on the go, struggling to get through the Pratchett (of all things!) and feel quite unstable.