I'm working from home today, and hope by tomorrow the hacking frog cough will have gone. I miss seeing other people, and I'm lucky enough to work with an amazing team of funny, successful and interesting creatives who are great fun to hang out with.
Speaking of feeling lonely, I called my husband yesterday. He didn't answer, so I texted him, and getting texts back was like getting blood out of a stone. It's his total right to excommunicate me, yet it feels so sad and weird, after nearly a year of marriage and 21 years of being best friends.
I'm more grateful than ever for my friend Jon Bon Jovial (AKA John Fleming), who has been coming round to cheer me up, bringing me food and looking after the little one. There's nothing like his friendly voice in person or on the end of the phone to give me a lift, and his silly jokes make me laugh.
Part of the reason I'm feeling low is that my daughter has now gone away with her dad for ten days. She is the sweetest, kindest and funniest girl, and I am going to miss her incredibly much.
But you are reading this, and I am feeling better physically, and things are going to be OK. So many people have sent me kind messages and left lovely comments, and I've reconnected with some great friends I'd lost touch with (including S. John Ross, who created the font used for the Atheist Bus Campaign).
Life has its ups and downs, and I'm going through a down, but as they say: "If you're going through hell, keep going." I promise I will.