Last night I had something of a eureka moment…..I’m having a few of them these days. Perhaps it’s because I’m feeling a bit buoyed up because all of a sudden I have interviews for jobs falling over each other – I have four interviews in the next five days so I’m beginning to feel as though I may have something that someone wants after all.

I went to bed at nearly midnight, having been woken up by DM who tells me I was snoring on the sofa but as you know, he MUST be wrong because *I don’t snore*….

Anyway, I dragged myself upstairs and into bed, thinking he was following me but he didn’t appear. Then I heard the tell-tale sounds of the studio lights recharging themselves. He was obviously in the studio taking his PAD. I heaved a sigh of relief that I’d actually gone to bed with a clear conscience having not taken a pic that day, nor in fact on two of the last three days. It’s been liberating to not have the “I MUST” about the experience of doing my diary.

It occurred to me that not only did I not have to take a pic each day, but more than that, no-one chastises me for it or loves me less because of it. As you can see here – Rosie is giving me a very slobbery kiss.

OK OK I confess, I bribed her with honey on the fingertips……but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t love me OK? I am her yummy mummy and she’s my little rose petal.