Whirlwind of emotions! – 11am

Oh, this isn’t going quite as I planned at all. Having sorted out my characters, I rushed of to get showered and dressed and thought I had everything in hand. I had just 10 mins to get myself and entry on – which I did – but I wanted to put a link in to another British diarist.
 
I went to the blogathon blog list and … couldn’t find him. And … couldn’t find me either!
 
Now, I know we were both there in the week because he was blogging for something else dear to my heart – the British Red Cross Flood Appeal. I had almost changed to that instead of the BHF purely because I think the emergency may be greater. Then I thought, tell a mother or a father with a child born with heart difficulties that the floor is more urgent and see what they tell you in return.
 
So, I didn’t change it, but I thought I might put in a link. Except neither of us were there…
 
My goodness! For something I’m doing just for me, just for the fun, my heart went through the floor pretty badly.   I mean, really, what does it matter if I’m on the list or not? But it did. I want to do this for real, part of the challenge. Knowing that someone will check what and when I’m updating.
 
The proof is in the pudding then isn’t it. I need deadlines, I need pressure and I need just a tad of stress to make me work. And I love it!!!!!!
 
I have contacted the thon guys and they came straight back. I mean in minutes – great stuff! I’m back on the list and from now on I need time stamps on my entries.
 
You got it. 
 
But I’m behind schedule and that tale is not being wagged. I’m starving – breakfast is needed. Must go…. the clock is ticking.