We had a 3 hour power cut last night. Our house is very noisy. It was quite hard getting the dc down/back to sleep (never realised how exciting a power cut is its not) in the pitch black and silence. It was actually lighter outside. Of course my phone had like 8% charge, so had to go and sit in the car with the engine running to plug it in and report the fault. Their menu system/amount they cut you off is shocking.
Anyhoo, so starts another week. My dd2 is 12 tomorrow, so wrapping and cake needs doing today. I am going to try to do a 'panda face inside' the cake. It might very well be a disaster, but at least she will know I tried.
Hopefully not a spendy day, but already £2.30 on a hot dinner as I didn't get a loaf out of the freezer, and I need to top dd1's lunch account up.
As it was quiet dp and I actually had a conversation in the dark. He wants to find real work, but is afraid his back couldn't take it. I know I can do a great job at something, but fear being rejected endlessly. I know I'm going to be checking my emails all day, in case my boss gets back to me about the real job they have going. It would be perfect. But I already know I won't even be considered. I'm not being defeatist, it's just too perfect for me, so it just won't happen.
Dp's back is about the worst it has ever been just now. We are waiting for a referral for new scans.