Today was supposed to be the start of a good week, a week where I manage to achieve something that would even get me beaming.
I am sorry to report that no such thing is happening, or likely to happen, if I’m honest.
And I have no idea why.
I have plenty of enthusiasm. My head is stuffed full of all the things I need to be doing, that I want to be doing, so I don’t understand why I’m not doing any of it. I feel all right, so that’s not the reason. It might possibly be that ‘too many irons in the fire‘ syndrome, although I am heartily sick of that one. A writer’s head is supposed to be full of ideas, characters and plot angles, and mine is bursting at the seams.
Not much good if they all stay in my head, though, is it?
I also worry that if I pick a job at random, it will inevitably be the wrong one. Or am I just looking for an excuse to slope off?
In the past, when this happened, I usually escape to the garden for a while and potter or cut the grass. This normally reinstates the status quo. There has been no blooming chance of that lately, as it has been raining constantly. Not to mention how cold it is out there…
Suitable suggestions would be very welcome right now!
Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes 
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