Last Sunday, my girlfriend managed, finally, to persuade me that a drive to the coast was in order. I’m so glad she did. The weather here has been quite grey and wet for the last few weeks but last Sunday was gloriously sunny and therefore had to be taken advantage of. It was so good to feel the winter sun on my face. Thanks, girlfriend.
Then of course, the election in the States. I was SO happy that Obama was elected and then crestfallen that MILLIONS of people were successful in voting to deny (marriage) equality. I read and read and read accounts of that loss and the sadness that effects us all. More recently, I’ve been reading about the many protests at this outrage happening across the States and I’m wishing I could be there and add my voice. But I’m determined to do what I can here in the
Mid week I went along to see my GP who very kindly listened to my woes and gave me the prescription that I needed. Lovely. So, with a little help from my friend Prozac I’ll be getting through the next few months and coming out the other side. Thanks very muchly GP.
Last night I had the absolute pleasure of performing an ever so slightly improved version of my piece The Best Laid Plans at the gorgeous Drill Hall Theatre! Wow! The performance was the end result of Talking Dirty, the lesbian erotic writing workshop that I’ve been enjoying for the last 6 weeks. All of my co-performers were completely fabulous and I didn’t do too badly myself. It was a great night and one I won’t forget.
Apart from that, this week has involved work, numerous phone calls from various credit card companies (whatever - read my letters before you phone me Call Centre people), seeing some family & friends, and my ex, a visit to Asda (reduced circumstances don’t you know) and several wonderful evenings with my too delicious girlfriend.
My feeling tonight as I write this is: Everything's going to be alright.