Mush head

My brain has been turned to paste by hours of figure crunching for the meeting with my Business bank manager tomorrow. Went out and about for yet more research of competitor businesses, local attractions and the like, which was educational and relaxing, but spent the rest of the day glued to the laptop, fingers tapping and coggs churning in my brain.

Have to confess that I think I am pretty sure what I am doing now in a way that I wasn't before I started writing the business plan thingy and I am also now adept at financial planning..

That is something I really didn't expect to have to be, but I do actually understand what I have been reading; it kind of falls into place eventually, Here's me thinking all these years that I was a lost cause when it comes to maths, but there is a glimmer of understanding in there and with the right conditions and a little spit and polish it can be coaxed into something useful.

Like blowing on the embers of a fire...

Passed through the Botanic Gardens on my travels and remembered how much I love the smell of late winter/early spring in places with many plants; just that mulchy, wet, green smell and the tiniest hints of things stirring and coming slowly out of their winter stupour. Much like me, really. Sadly didn't get to start on the painting for my logo of 'Bon Papillon' the butterfly, but I couldn't do it when I had too little time or it would have gone horribly wrong. It is going to be part of the larger painting I have been working on, now called 'Parade for the birth of Bon'.

Woo hoo. On with that tomorrow if I am reallly lucky and the computer work doesn't eat up another whole day...