5am

Looks like it’s going to be another gorgeous day; the sun is shining and the birds are singing, and is it any wonder that I can’t get back to sleep? In a way I am glad that my sleep patterns are so disturbed by now; it will come as no shock to me not to be able to take a single block of rest during each 24 hour period.

Yesterday was just too exciting. There was great confusion over what time my toenail appointment was, and I arrived ten minutes late after trying to call the salon for ages to check. The toenail girl handled it pretty well considering how much I inconvenienced her. When she put me out in the waiting area to sit while my candy orange polish dried, I met her next appointment, whose baby turns out also to be due on June 20th. So impressed were we by the coincidence that we exchanged phone numbers; or rather, she asked for mine and said she would text me.

I have spent two whole days this week trying to knit a clapotis, which requires a lot of concentration. It is currently back in ball form, having been unravelled for the fifteenth time, and I am taking a break from it. The chances are that it will be years before I start it again; when am I going to get time to concentrate? Knitting and babies seem to go together, but I don’t know how people manage not to poke their offspring in the eye.