Surprisingly, after a rough night - including been woken by an amazing storm at 4am - I felt a little more like myself this morning. I am a little less tired and a little less foggy than I've been for a couple weeks, which is a huge relief. I was beginning to feel I was stuck in groundhog day forever. It's come just in time as I've got tickets with Cazy, Lindsey and Maddie to the Sydney Writers Festival tomorrow and I was worried I wouldn't make it. Now I think I can manage a couple of sessions at least.
Day 122 started with a lovely walk with Lindy and Molly at Sydney park, except for the fact that Miss M decided to roll in something disgusting which required a long bath on our return home. The rest of the day I spent working, including a good skypervision with Nat, all of which I found distracting and enjoyable, despite the watering eyes. (I'm aware everything come with a qualification at the moment!).
Lindy continues to be an amazing support, taking such good care the boys and me while Rob is away. Tonight's Lindy special - Jamie Oliver meatloaf - was an absolute hit! I'm enjoying watching her have a red wine - my turn one day soon. We'll miss her when she goes home tomorrow and counting down the days til Robbie is home..
Today Lindy and I have been reflecting on the Manchester bombing tragedy. As parents of teenagers it seems especially poignant. It's horrendous and infuriating thinking about those innocent lives in the name of an extreme ideology. Having spent quite a bit of time in Manchester it also feels very close. I was relieved to know my friends their and their teenage daughters who are in that cohort are safe.
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