Day 11: Thursday 21st March

Thursday dawns: bloody alarm didn't go off, so all of us sleep in until 7:30! 

Poached egg on toast (C1), chocolate Ready Brek (C2) and a cup of tea (me) sorts out the morning scuffles. Uniform, shoes, bags and children all encouraged out of the door with hugs, kisses and promises to work hard (them) and not to lift anything (me).

Now I can breathe out, and try to ascertain how I really feel today. The night was spent in and out of the bathroom with my good friends Mr Dry-Heaving and Ms Runny-Bum - I thought we had agreed to have an amicable separation! 

Keyhole sites very sore again today, and a tad itchy. Have found 2 spare portions of soluble paracetamol, which will be on their way into my wobbly-legged body forthwith.

Then I will tackle Stage 1 of the washing up. (Washing up is quite a challenge at the moment - it takes 3 goes, with sit-downs in between.)

Have decided to have music on around me today as an effort to boost my mood. 

Nothing like a spot of Sex Pistols (Submission), Will.I.Am (T.H.E), Chumbawumba (Tubthumping) and the beautiful Paloma Faith (everything please!) to get the old mojo up and running around the house. (Imagery could get a little out of hand here!) Bring on Doris Day!

Que sera, sera.... whatever will be, will be!

The old grey cloud on top of my head is here on a short visit, accompanied with that bloody Black Dog. Go on with you - do one. I don't want you here any more......

Learn to recognise signs and triggers, also know when to give a bit of space.

I think a pyjama day is on the cards. Keyhole sites are all in places where underwear rubs on them and makes them feel even more uncomfortable. So today, dear reader, I am letting everything hang out! Ah that's better!

Mine, all mine!!!

Have the weekend sorted, so C1 and C2 will be spending Saturday with the lovely Auntie K, laptops, school-shoe-shopping (girly-style) and returning to me later with hopes of a lovely big trampoline to test out. 

Snow is forecast, but I hope and trust that Mr 1957 is going to be able to help with this. I will be supervising and holding lightweight items like bolts, bits of netting and allen keys. 

There is the issue of whether the Easter Bunny will be visiting this establishment this year. I expect that we are on his list, and have mentioned the possibility of a successful drop-off next weekend! 

Music lifts the mood successfully. Good work.

Now to the knitting chair. 

A beautiful piece of writing lifted from Facebook sums it all up perfectly.

No danger of any sentimentality in this house today, but some rather good-natured ribbing, some picot edging, and a teeny flirtation with thicker soup later. All is well in the world - well it is here, anyway.