There was a point today where I felt everything was working out; the freelance stuff is ticking over (good communication with the boss and a bit of direction), lots of show enquiries coming in, took Mum shopping and she seemed happy and I used the time sat in Waitrose car park wisely, making notes for new projects.
Then I just got annoyed by the day I guess. The crack on my windscreen is slowly spreading so I bought a 'fix it yourself' kit which may have done the trick, it's too early to tell but what I do know is that I got in quite a mess with it and the resin seems to have made my left hand larger and redder than it should be which isn't a great sign. Hopefully that'll die down.
And then Sunday's show in Northampton got cancelled due to poor ticket sales, and then next Thursday's show got cancelled as the promoter didn't know what she was doing. What's the point? At least Nantwich is close to selling out and they seem very excited about it. Good old Nantwich.
Generally feeling quite niggly, but I guess that's because I have time on my hands and I'm rubbish with free time. Ended up writing the 'Will' sitcom till the early hours. I think it's a goodun, but I have written it far too quickly to tell.
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