Hola crepeys. I'm staring at the sunshine outside trying to work out how to explain to someone in Serbia that they need to have the proper rights to a play before they make their own translation and then perform it whenever they please. I just want to be sunbathing.
Sorry you are feeling mis, MI, BD and addle. None of the self-loathing is deserved btw, but I do know how you feel. Fasting on a day when you are feeling a bit wobbly of heart is a path to disaster, I have found. I have been reading a very good and informative book about depression, but the remedy recommended (which I am sure works) is rest, time off from responsibilities, and then a combination of drugs plus therapy. Sigh. He may as well recommend a trip to Mars. And to be fair, I am not particularly depressed these days (have been in the past) but would love to get a grip on those days when I just feel overwhelmed and grrr about everything. It's not fair on my kids to have me be Mrs critical and annoyed so much of the time.
We did have a nice time yesterday - went to theatre and then home in time to watch 3rd amazing set of tennis, plus dh completed his Etape du Tour successfully which was wonderful news. He said he had a bit of an emotional moment at the top when he was done, so it's not just women who have these crises of life - there are big strong men weeping at the top of Alps, too. And he posted a rather nice pic of himself on FB in skinny black cycling gear looking really quite fanciable. 
Stopps - I am concerned that Griselda and Esmerelda will not learn their names very easily as I can't imagine that chickens pay much attention to subtle differences and will both just answer to ...elda. Still, fabulous names.