After months of sunny days and blue skies, today is clouded and grey. It seemed to me when I woke, that the whole idea of moving was foolish. That I was over reacting and could make more of a mess than not.
An hour or two into being up and about, it doesn’t look quite that way to me. Take small steps – they say. No hurry – they say. Really ? says I. Really ?
How can I save this day from the Mood I am descending into ? I am entering familiar territory of money panic and accommodation panic.
I do not need to enter familiar territory on this Journey. I need to enter new territory and a new way of thinking.
OK that’s 2 phone calls made. I don’t quite know how to do the next bit. Pete called to see whether I need a lift but I am OK to drive. I haven’t been able to reach Kate. We were to inspect the Hostel today but maybe we won’t.
Do a meeting, Lynne. Do a meeting.
Think afterwards. Not before.