That just about sums it all up. Why bother? Answers on a postcard...
Sleeping last night in the heat was a real strain. I should get on and do the CDS application today. Will add a male nude, just to be cheeky. They rejected me back in the '80s. No illusions about the total arbitrariness of selection, regardless of how much praise is heaped upon the abilities of the judges. At least I have two new hanging baskets at the back of the house now and they look beautiful.
I have now had six good days in a row. This is a rarity, but nice to report. May add oil paint to the surface of the third square canvas. Nearly at 600 posts on Instagram, another totally useless platform, but I have now joined Curator Space which will inform me of more competitions to go for.
At Tesco bar Hill yesterday: no chocolate, no muffins, no crisps in my basket. Lots of fruit and salad stuff. I don't know what's wrong with me. Definite decision to NOT apply to Leys job. Too much hard work for too little renumeration. But you might reat by saying, 'What do you want? Jam on it?' Hmmmm....