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My day is upside down today. This morning is my evening off, for there is dancing this morning and work this evening. This afternoon is the work I didn't do late last night because I did other work that needed doing. I have no meetings. Once I'm home, it's straight on until morning, or until daylight, or until there's a gap in the work.

I plan to run tomorrow from beginning to end in the normal way. I need to demonstrate to myself that it can be done. Then both Thursday and Friday will be upside down and back to front.

I was talking to my next door neighbour the other day and she does this all far more elegantly than me. She is a good mother during the day, sleeps while her children are at school and then works all night at the hospital. The advantage of her lifestyle is that she wakes up at the perfect time to sit in the sun for an hour and quite a few of us have taken to passing the time of day as she does so. She knows when my life is inside out, for I don't make a noise. When my life is closer to everyone else's normal, the television will be on from time to time.

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I decided to identify my cricket today. He's male and a black field cricket, rather large. So now you know. I hope he'll stop with the aerobatics.

What else have I done today? Nothing terribly interesting. Except that I've written a quarter of the story I intend to finish in Melbourne. Or maybe tomorrow night. It depends on where I've put things...my papers are a mess and everything is hiding in layers (including, just at this moment, the cricket - he takes joy in playing peek-a-boo, I think). I shall sort through my papers tonight and diminish them and see what results. One result will be recycling and another will be a long list of tasks I must do in a hurry.

I'm all prepared. I have Thursday's class all sorted, and I've got most of tomorrow's class done, too. This means I have three hours to tackle tasks as yet unknown in between teaching, messages and meetings tomorrow. If I discover more than three hours neglected work, I might be in a spot of bother. Maybe I'll ask my resident cricket to take them on? He's up for aerobatics, I bet he could do officework.