It's been a strange week so far.
A meeting on Monday signalled the beginning of the end of something I've been involved with for 10 years, something I've worked at for love rather than money. I'm afraid I can't be more specific, but while I know that what is happening is for the best and was partially my own idea, the change inevitably brings sadness.
Added to that I have been hit hard with the realisation that I need to try to make a little money from my writing. Up to now I have only submitted very selectively on an occasional basis and mostly to non-paying markets, but once my novel editing is complete I really need to start trying to write for paying markets. In our current position every little bit of extra cash would help.
Just to add further to the joy I am suddenly feeling very fatigued today. Now this probably has something to do with the fact that Son 2 has got me out of bed between 5 and 6am every morning since Christmas, as some of my Twitter friends may have noticed. But severe fatigue is also a symptom of MS, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it's just something an early night might help, rather than another new symptom to add to the leg spasms.
I'm just hoping that Friday won't bring any further changes...