spa 9 November 2009
I got that most hated of words today – proactive (I just don’t like the sound of it and I am always vaguely convinced it’s makey-uppy in the wrong way and means absolutely nothing). I felt (and looked) so washed out after the weekend, even if I did have a rest and a bit of a detox then, that I needed to do things that would improve my lot. SO, on the suggestion of Missy Lash (regular of this site) I am going to indulge in a massage and pedicure in my time off on Wednesday. The office are looking for an apartment for me to rent so that I can walk away from my stuff whenever I am on the move to my other homes and not have to drag my life with me in a wheelie case – hotel living is grand but not forever. I am trying to get the gym and the writing ends of things into a regular routine type thing so that I’ll sleep better. And I am getting a bit happier again – at least the anticipation that some of these will turn out to be good is keeping me going. Also had lovely time at Acting work today. In the meantime I have to thank all of you who have been so good with suggestions and a big shout out to the pair of friends who had me (a little in tears) on the phone to them daily over the last while, and the lovely Himself who has been a rock.
And in order not to waste a thing, the meltdown has gone into the new novel…
