Monday 11 January 2002
Monday morning rolls around again. I lay
in bed this morning listening to the Monday morning traffic
outside our window and felt glad that we are looking for somewhere
else to live. Too much truck pollution blows into our bedroom
window every week day morning.
Last week was the busiest work week I
have had since beginning my freelancing. By Friday afternoon
I could barely stumble from computer desk to couch from which
I hardly moved for the rest of the weekend.
Actually, I tell a lie. Saturday night
I went out to dinner with Small and Special-K sans Tiny-Small.
This is the first outing we have had without him since he
was born
around six months ago and it seemed so weird to be picked
up by Small and to sit in the back seat of her car beside
an empty baby seat. We had a fabulous time, drinking champagne,
eating risotto and gelato at a favourite cosy Italian restaurant,
discussing important matters and taking our time to finish
only to realise we missed all the good movies we could have
seen. It was nice that Small didn't have to worry if Tiny-Small
needed a feed or a nappy change or any of those other baby
kinds of things, but we kind of missed his cheerful little
presence.
In December
I thought about goals - a children's book written, illustrated
and off to a publisher being the most important. So now I
have become more specific - off to the publisher by mid September.
That's still heaps of time, but I have a lot of work to do
between now and then. Hmmm.
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