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My day is split into three. This morning I need to finish at least two of the 'must-do-before-Monday-lunch-or-entropy-wins' tasks*. This evening I shall make significant progress with the Big two, which I'll finish Monday morning. In between, however, I'm dancing. My daft dancing shoes are all packed**.

Coffee and writing - this is my morning - except when it's writing and coffee.




*There are no Aurealis books on this list for I have run out of novels until the nominated and missing works arrive. I've read forty-something novels and there are only fifty-one on the list, so, unless there are three dozen published in the next few weeks, I'm through the big reading splurge. It was fun while it lasted!

**My non-daft dancing shoes unaccountably fell to pieces and I can't worry about replacing them until I know my future just a bit better. All sorts of things aren't being replaced until I know my future a bit better. I told myself I was saving money, but then I find a book I need. Books I need are part of my now, not part of the future I don't yet know.

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I was possibly not full enough of spoons today for dancing, but there were so many years when I was unable to dance at all that I dared it anyway. That's the thing about chronic illness. I've had some bad times, but now I'm in a good period (less pain and a lot less physical incapacity - I can do all my work and even stuff on top of it), and dancing is one way of maintaining that capacity. Also, I love it.

Anyhow, my daring paid off. I'm not going to get the work done tonight that I'd planned, for of spoons I now have almost none, but I feel happier anyhow. And besides, I did so very much this morning that I can get the remainder of my deadline stuff done by tomorrow evening even if I do nothing tonight except complain about not working. The one important piece due isn't due until tomorrow evening in any case. (And let me admit, I have a printout to work gently with - I'm not doing nothing, just not doing as much as I'd planned).

Today's was very gentle dance session, for it was an introductory workshop for the general public. Mostly modern Israeli, with one traditional dance. Lots of flowing arms and clapping and balances from side to side (much Shlomo Maman, in other words). There was a single dance I remember from my childhood (this was the childhood before Greek dancing took over - the year before I joined Girl Guides). And there were two friends from the Israeli dance group I joined twenty years ago. Their little baby girl is just finishing Year 12! I used to play with her when she was the grand age of four...

My wits are scattered. I shall collect them and sit quietly in front of television for an hour then maybe have a cup of tea. If I then feel like working i shall, and if I don't, I shall have an early night.