Oh, OUCH, SRS!!!! Good luck with this one.

I am going to do a quickie here then dash off to the fabric store's 30% off everything in the store sale!! Then check out the steps at the church hall where the MArch market will be held. I do not like carrying boxes of pots up steps! I need to register for the three winter markets - or only two. The other two are in stair-free venues.

Time moves apace. I was up at 7 and took the garbage bin out, discovering a beautiful sunrise further east , behind the house across the road. Realized I could not put a name to the colours!

I dragged out another bag of garbage and a bucket of broken glass. Left one bag that I deem too heavy. Made a pot of tea and my toast and started the distiller. I was getting short of water. The distiller here has a problem so I was happy to discover that the cordless electric drill up against the switch prevents it turning off before completion -but does not prevent it turning off when it is finished? ! However, the fun part of the K is that I can only use one appliance at a time, hence the ordering of things. I can unplug the still if I need to use - the toaster oven or tea kettle....

After finishing my lengthy missive here yesterday, I found that I needed to vet an article on my environmental illness. I sent material to the ed months ago asking her to tell me what she thought was approp. Instead she spent 3 hours making an article out of it. I felt terrible and although she did an excellent job and I only wanted tiny changes, it was not the thrust I would have taken. It took me quite a while, in any case.

Then I did the email/delete thing and read a good chunk of Against Medical Advice, finishing before collapsing into bed last night - the whole book in one day. A horror story about a family's increasingly desperate seeking help for their child's unique - Tourette's? OCD? .....

The writer's group was lively but I never did figure out what we were supposed to write about. I kept asking and people kept trying to tell me but too many at once and even the woman next to me... I need to write something to give each person so they can better understand my difficulty in discriminating sounds. I was too tired to get frustrated - which I have mostly given up anyway. But there is a fine line between giving up being frustrated and just giving up and falling into depression.

I woke up this morning with much on my mind and things need to be written. Insights in several directions need to be looked over and not over-looked. During the gathering, I remembered my goal of years ago to write about Marie Corelli. So that is back on my list!

As chaotic as the group seems to me, it is also of value. I came home with a mixture of thoughts and feelings swirling through my brain, finished to book and slept between coughing spells.

Now, to the fabric store!