The 27th of September. I slept through the night until quarter to five this morning which is unusual but very nice (sad that I consider that a good night though).
Wrote up three blog posts before ten, when Mommy and I went round the corner to Jen's Sweet Shop so she could get sweets for Grandma and I filled a cup of pick'n'mix, and I got some chocolate bars, birthday cake M&Ms (too sweet), some Maoam Pinballs and a Hot Wheels Kinder Egg because I do not conform to gender stereotypes.
Mommy and Daddy went to the dump, and when they came back, Mommy and I watched Saturday Kitchen which I'd recorded because it was Mary Berry and Michel Roux Snr so we wanted to see it. I read the weekend Guardian, and this afternoon I added pictures to the blog posts, then I watched Tangled and crocheted. I'd managed to grow it by several stitches, then was shrinking it back and went too far so had to undo three or so rows but it's easy to fix.
My drawing from Chris Riddell has finally arrived! It is so beautiful in person and I'm going to have it framed ASAP.
Julie pitched me to Grazia and they want 1000 words from us focusing on my decision to abandon relationships. It'll be in their Christmas issue but our deadline is the 10th of October so phone chat tomorrow.
My arms are ridiculous tonight. Plus my blood pressure was 171 over 124 and it's been giving me a horrible headache all day.
The 28th of September.
Well I had literally no sleep despite taking Zopiclone so that was kind of irritating. Mommy and I went into town as we realised I had no appropriate pyjamas for tonight so now I have some pug ones that button up the front and my line is easily accessible.
We had lunch mid-afternoon, then Julie rang me for a phone interview for the Grazia piece and we talked for nearly two hours, so almost as soon as we hung up, we had to sort out the bag for tonight.
Now here I am on 625 which is not my favourite but it shouldn't be for long. The hope is only tonight but we've planned for two.
