Slept like the proverbial log last night. And waking up to a greyer than I have been used to, and actually quite cold, morning I have found myself a bit more positive about things than I was yesterday. The agency person is still really positive about my future, and Brook Street have got back with a less-well paid 1 month Production role that might help keep the wolf from the door if necessary. There are a couple of other things to apply for, and oh, yes, I’ve managed to fix up my D-lock bracket on my new bike.
As usual with decorating, I’m not sure how, but I have ended up painting the outside of my front door too. So what with that and chatting to Emma on the phone, and heading off to band, to struggle and sightread three new pieces, and play again the marvelous Doyen, it’s been a good day. I think.
