I’m not sure what I was thinking of when I agreed to work from Monday to Friday this week. I let myself slip way behind with paperwork and now I have to catch up. Besides, I’m self employed and the new year means setting up new spreadsheets. It’s not as if any of these jobs are particularly long or difficult, just that there’s a lot of them. Also my cleaner has flu, poor thing, so there’s extra housework. Again, nothing drastic, just a lot of little jobs. And the free Dropbox space I got with my new phone runs out on Monday. Clearly it’s time to sort out duplicate files and get those backups done. All of this when I’d rather be getting on with the novel. (I’m currently revising chapter 57. They’re very short chapters.)
So one way and another, I’m rather relieved that today’s job with a cruise ship was cancelled and I can catch up a bit, especially when the ravens turned up again. I missed them.
But I’ve been enjoying the Roque visits.
Those little jobs always take just that little bit longer than we’ve allowed, don’t they?