Pleased with myself

Writing this morning, fairly peppy after a late night training home. So much so that I finished Gordon Road's hopefully penultimate draft with a genuine sense of accomplishment. Officially pleased with myself. To finally be done with it, will be feeling of lightness and wonder.

This afternoon, as part of family manoeuvres, I went to Stratheden Court to hang out with Pat while Lorraine drove herself off for a knee X-ray. Beth drove Maureen off for a heart check up. Pat and I sat watching afternoon TV, something I never do, which I found unusually fascinating despite feeling a bit brain dead: people buying antiques, people looking at houses in Wiltshire and (this one a revelation) people being helped to improve how they make and market their bespoke pottery and furniture. One thing struck me with force: they were making money. Make some token money from my artistic wits, sounds like an interesting challenge. 

Maureen returned heart satisfactory, and Lorraine after dropping off some shopping left with me to go home.