I have attacked the SCM marketing strategy document with relish this evening. I hope I've covered all bases and given the General Council lots of things to do.
Unfortunately, I can't go to the SCM gathering in Wrexham as it clashes with my Dad's 50th birthday party and I have to go be useful at home. Not that I don't want to go to Dad's party. I'm doing the music and people are coming from all over. It's just a shame it clashes. So someone else will be presenting my document, and Tom will be working at the Gathering that weekend.
It does mean I have the day off on Friday which I sorely need. I shall sleep in the car on the way to Westbury and try not to think too much.
Today has been ok, work was manic and I enjoyed Jive this evening as it helped me destress a bit. We had some exciting news this evening. We might be getting a new car, and putting me on the insurance, even with my provisional license, brought the price down considerably! Ahh the joys of having breasts!
Now I am relaxing eating pomegranate seeds that Tom, the kindly slave that he is peeled and processed for me whilst I worked away at my strategy document. He really is rather lovely.