Quiet May is almost upon me. I had come to terms with having another slow month – the start date for my new kitchen is 6 May. Perfect timing except it’s now was 6 May. As of last night, due to unforeseen circumstances, it’s 27 May, just when business picks up again. I had mapped out my month but suddenly, all those plans have changed. I can’t quite get my foggy head around it yet. I have plenty of music requests to learn but no weddings as such. Perhaps a showcase. It’s disconcerting but I’ll be fine.

I didn’t want to get up this morning after last night’s disappointing news so I dozed until 730. I’ve a long list of domestic tasks to be getting on with. Practice is a given and it happens at least 5 days a week.

I checked my emails and got really excited about an email from the library – the books I requested 10 days ago had arrived! At 53, this is what floats my boat these days, 4 tomes of mainly lightweight easy to follow reading, plunging me into the enviably imaginative worlds of unfamiliar wordsmiths, losing my way amongst their carefully crafted sentences. Look:

Evenings are my weakness and I can so easily doomscroll for hours. An Instadip often leaves makes me feeling emptier than before. I don’t know why I find it so hard to allow myself to sit in my armchair with a book for an hour. It’s a lot better for me than social media. Trouble is I start dozing off after 20 minutes, and before I know it, I’ve lost an hour and some. That’s the main reason.

Despite the kitchen disappointment, I’ve had a good week. Highlights were the occasions I made people laugh, twice in my writing group 😁. The second time was this morning when I collected my books. I love it when I spontaneously alter people’s mood for the better just without trying, just by being myself. That makes me feel full.

Finally, while I was walking through Marsden, I noticed these stone pillars sticking up:

I’ve driven past so many times and never noticed them. There was a blue plaque nearby:

This week again, life was full of surprises.