I woke up perturbed.
Pushing the idea aside. I forged on with my day. I only had a half day available for work so I was trying to ensure a smooth launch date. Unfortunately, once again the failed communicatory development of the wider world bit me. My idiot bankers had said things were underway, but in fact had not started work because I hadn't corrected something which they had forgotten to tell me about. Three job offers, and further interstate opportunity arose through the day. I handled clients, and continued to contact editors about my book.
At midday I left, without hope of completion, to look after the bird. The beautiful creature was in fine form. We danced and laughed and ate and walked. The world to a child makes me calmer, more content to be.
After a perfect afternoon of niece minding; I taught her how to use remotes properly, I quickly headed to the pool for physio.
Best Friend collected from the train station, I quickly changed and headed out to watch a band with some mates. True to form, all mates cancelled at the last minute, and my band was replaced with two bald men with guitar and cello. Not impressed. Best friend and I then proceeded to find alternate arrangements. I decided that since organic cafe was closing, I would have my last pizza. With indian and pizza, we headed home for a not so night out.
I had a bath and went to bed early. The day had been more of a struggle than it had to be. Sleep was called for.
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