Tomorrow the last of my offspring, Sinead, makes her First Holy Communion. She will wear the same white dress that her two older sisters wore - I'm not a great believer in spending more than needs be. I take after my mother in that respect!
I'm then heading to the Tyrone Guthrie Centre at Annamakerrig on Sunday for a week long of writing. It's one of the residential weeks that I won as a bursary, from both Dundalk Town Council and the Tyrone Guthrie Centre itself.
I've already printed off some of the materials that I might work on. I'm thinking 'torture implements,' but I'm not sure what I'll do with them yet. I'm a little bit concerned about how these ones here at home will cope without someone to clean up and wash up after them, but I know I shouldn't be. I won't miss that at AMK.
Imagine: not having to get up and interrupt work because I've to make dinner, or peg out clothes, or wash the floor, or vacuum the sitting room, or fill the washing machine, or do the shopping, or bring someone to the dentist, or fix the toilet, or ... Just imagine: no-one's needs to tend to but my own, no interruptions - in fact absolutely no excuses for not writing!
I'll see you all on the far side, in a week's time. I'm not allowing myself on the internet while I'm there!