Saturday

... exhausting, as always. Laundry day; then I had to pretend to be cooking, although all I made was Tütensuppe and peanut butter slices that didn't even require any baking. Then I took Mum out for another walk, and that was basically it.

At least I managed to do some writing in the morning. Without picowrimo being in session I probably wouldn't have. But since I'm running the show I feel obliged to write at least something, so that obligation is really helpful.