1 April 2020
I could smell the lilies in my Mothers Day bouquet in the kitchen when I woke up, which made me smile (inside. Outside was in bleary denial that it was time to get up already).
Titch seems a bit more himself today, which is pleasing. He’s immersing himself in Alex Rider. Good days and bad days eh?
I tell you what, though: it would be really useful if I could get my brain to focus for more than 2 mins at a time. I've got stuff to do! I tried to look at the numbers for probate last night, got in a total mess with exchange rates and gave it up as a bad job. This morning I spent 10 mins excising a pattern into the black clay bowl experiment I made instead. The focus I find in make-and-do may prove to be a lifeline. If I could just extend it to work…