
Today has been a mixed day - another restless night meant I woke tired and sore and feeling very sorry for myself. I had a quiet morning, then sat in the sun and read this afternoon. It's the first time I've attempted a novel in many months and enjoyed the process probably even more than the book. It makes me realise that both my eyes have stopped watering enough to read and that I'm regaining enough concentration to follow a plot line... I'm feeling very grateful for reaching this turning point - while I've enjoyed podcasts I've missed the world of written stories.
Robbie has been very kind and solicitous and the boys have been divine. Angus and I enjoyed a couple of hours at the table this afternoon plotting out his next 'stop motion' lego film, then James and I took Molly for her afternoon walk. I was pleased to get some fresh air and to make it around the park and back without a break - another sign that I'm getting stronger, even if I don't feel it.
We're enjoying a quiet night at home before the new week begins.
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