Sour Crepes

[QueenQueenie]

Well someone had to do it....

Here we are on last day of hols so I am still in bed - dp has gone to work and not back until tomorrow evening (two days of shows).

Stropps DDog sounds like our hound although he has slowed down a lot (being 12 will do that to you). Hope DH is okay!

It is poisoned chalice - Macbeth apparently (hands back English degree alongside MI)...... It's being round all those business students - philistines the lot of them!

I have conducted a slightly flaccid Ladyjog - it's like running through custard out there - and must tackle the stuff on my own to-do list. In my terror yesterday I wrote myself copious notes for a slightly tricky feature, on my phone, and then emailed them to myself . Now all I have to do is follow my own firm instructions. Except today I do not feel like that determined well-organised MI, I feel like the more common small and lazy MI who prefers a gory novel and a piece of cake

I think I am channelling all the DCs' exam stress. Woke up in a sweat at 4am, and couldn't go back to sleep. Feels like the next stage of my life is hanging on this interview, that my main strength is being 'good with words', but that my presentation is a turgid yet lightweight piece of shite.

I woke at 3.30, Herbs, in a similar panic/worry sweat (sadly a common occurrence). I am pretty sure my high blood-pressure is linked to all my worry about DD and so this will not go away quickly

However, Herbs, you will ace your interview and be off on a new stage of your life! They would be mad not to snap you up

Congrats, QQ, that sounds like it was a pretty big undertaking.

Dd was up at the crack of dawn this morning and I gave her a lift to school with her rather large pile of prepared materials for the exam. She was positively chirpy. Hope today goes according to plan and she doesn't come home in a state of despair tonight.

I too am a member of the wide-awake in the middle of the night club. All this crepey talk of MILs: I spent about 2 hours lying awake last night remembering the decade when I had a MIL who was - according to a couple of people who know about such things and who had known her a lot longer than I had - quite possibly a psychopath. I have no idea how I maintained my composure in the face of stuff she did. I certainly wouldn't be able to do it these days. After an age frothing quietly to myself about a bunch of historical issues, I moved on to my favourite night-time topic: 101 reasons why I can't get a proper job and will be entirely incompetent if I do and generally have nothing to contribute to society, blah, blah, blah. I finally managed to get my mind to shut up and go back to sleep about 30 mins before it was time to get up.

Herbs, they would indeed be crazy not to snap you up, as BTM and QQ say. Sorry I'm not very good at giving advice on thinking positively (see above ), but you have so much to offer and lots of enthusiasm for what you want to do - this, along with an understanding of the challenges you will face, is what they want.

I'm fellow 3.30 awakener - I'll drift around feeling crap today and achieve nothing very much.

Herbs -sending strength and crossed fingers and toes. What about some Night Nurse or something just to make sure you get a good night's sleep tonight.

Ooh Night Nurse is the dogs doodahs. Though it might mean I don't wake up in the morning!

I'm planning to get some Rescue Remedy, placebo or not. And shall not submit to the temptation of wine tonight.

The task of getting from school drop off to the interview in the time allotted is stretching my public transport knowledge to the limit...

Herbs you will be great! (Although I wouldn't do any presentation to dp ever! - but then I have more interview/presentation experience than him)

Herbs, darling, might be worth asking a nice friend to take DS to school tomorrow? Then you can focus on getting there yourself?

I'm so looking forward to it being over. I'm going to treat myself to a nice lunch nearby. If any crepeys are in the area, do join! I may even have wine.

Herbs, those pictures of ds as Sportacus are soooo sweet. He's a treasure.

Feckin tube strike is a real stress here too - first day back at the coalface proper, an unmoveable 8am meeting that would be a 30 min journey by tube door to door but a right pita and god knows how long by a mixture of a v long walk and buses. Crap.

Herbs, second the idea of getting someone else to do school run tomorrow if that gives you a less stressful journey. The I of E has a fab canteen (think delicious school dinner) and used to eat there often when I was doing my course nearby.
If you are really truly unhappy with presentation then put what you've done on one side for now. It sounds like you think the shape of it is ok but not the words? do it to yourself off the top of your head in your own words and see if that's better... Or if that just makes you feel more fraught just stick with it and see what dp says.

Thanks for kind words re fundraising skills! It was a film screening plus q and a with learned guest speakers. I was indeed talking to Auriga about it on Friday - rather nervously!

Where is it? Not that I am in London tomorrow.
I am feeling decidedly under the weather but think thus may be down to the somewhat copious amounts of alcohol do and I consumed yesterday.....

Time to go dry I feel...

I'm wracking my brains for a friend who could take DS to school, but they all have school runs of their own, in the opposite direction. DP is leaving for Dublin at 05.45.

I may be able to bung him in breakfast club for a bit...

I'm not happy with either the shape or the words of the presentation. I'm trying to fit too much in, I think. I may winnow.

And yes, QQ, organising fundraising things is hideously complex and stressful, and usually utterly thankless, in my bitter opinion. Though my attempts sound rather less high-falutin' than yours!

Yay! I can put DS in breakfast club anytime after 7.30 tomorrow, and thus proceed to my destination in a relatively serene manner.

As for lunch destination, the interview's at the Institute of Education, just north of Russell Square. I may just go and gorge myself senseless at Yo Sushi.

Can you nobble someone at the school gate, Herbs?

It's OK MI - turns out breakfast club is super flexible, and I can just stick him in there any time after 7.30. He even gets fed. Princely sum, £1 (one pound).

He will not like this, but tough.

I am wibbling. It is a panicky week re work. PDFs keep flitting across my desk. I am as wibbly as Wibbly Pig.

I am underslept and wibbly. And feeling annoyed by having to write daft pretend US English and use a shite in-house style guide. Have just had to spend precious work time taking dog to vet for vaccinations (forgot about appmt until this morning).

Hooray for breakfast club, Herbs.

Am sure we've been creping for coming up 3 years, MrsS. I remember that dd was in Y8 and still at middle school when we started.

Meh, style guide, meh. Grumble, grumble...

Well you all shared the trauma of my house move which took nearly a year and that's almost two years ago - so Stropps 3 years sounds about right....

I am wibbling too, having been awake much of the night, feeling both mad and exhausted now. Not a good combination.

Was there a full moon or something last night? V odd that all us crepeys woke up at the same time, sweating.

Or is it some kind of menopausal synchronisation, like nuns get with their periods.

Herbs, you never know, he might love it - DS did - he used to beg to go even when he didn't need to. They got much better service than he did at home

Ds will frequently come home get changed and go back to after school club!

I sweated but that was too much Prosecco yesterday.