When I awoke it was miserable outside, pouring rain, and my problems hadn't mysteriously disappeared overnight. That's the funny thing about troubles - the importance you place on them can very often diminish between one day and the next. But not this time. Still stressy, feel like I'm living on adrenaline.
So off to Ebay we go. And now I've sat up half the evening waiting to see if I was successful at an auction that I had second thoughts about as soon as I placed my bid. Well at least I made good use of the waiting time, I edited a story which I had written twelve months ago & never gotten around to tidying up. I want to submit it to a zine so it needed to be polished a bit.
To cut a long story short, I was successful at auction, I've paid for the goods (ah the wonders of internet banking) and now just have to wait for them to arrive. By which time I'll be regretting even starting this!