I took Friday off, and although I was a but nervous before I went to the show in the afternoon, inept, but I was really glad I went and came back feeling inspired. I had stopped doing what I loved because of bad things happening to me and around me, but as it was pointed out to me, I have grown up a lot since I was in college. I’ve had to. You take some knocks, get a bit damaged, and what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, at least once you’ve shrugged off your complexes. Ok, it’s taken a while but I feel more happy with myself than I have for a long time. At the party afterwards I got to catch up with some old friends, re-establish a few ties, and although I haven’t had a lot of luck recently I am actually not that bad at what I do and I actually left feeling quite appreciated. I’m afraid I had to do a Cinderella, leaving when the night was still young in order to catch the last train home, but in doing so I was spared the mother of all hangovers.
Saturday was a relaxed day. I browsed round the charity shops, bought some magazines, cleaned out the chinchilla cages, went to PC World because my new Mac software required an operating system update, went to Blockbusters, 2 DVD’s, chips on the way home and a quiet night in. Fantastic!
Sunday started with a lie-in, followed by a long walk around a car boot sale in glorious sunshine. I caught the sun on my arms and nose a bit. I brought back a rough surfaced tray for trying felting on, a few candle sticks, a book, some small glass bottles with cork stoppers, and… a spinning wheel – I am so excited over that! I will take a photo soon. 
