MI, cut yerself some slack!! There's a whole new landscape to navigate and you'll find your way to the new "Normal" eventually, but for the moment, it's best to take one day at a time. Clichéed as that may be, it is surely the way to go.
Ahhh, Crem, please go to the OOH dentist and get that pain sorted! It sounds awful, you poor soul.
Herbs, SUPER GOOD LUCK for the interview. Am sure you will put on a barnstorming performance. You are too good for that crappy FE job.
I also had a work day from Hell yesterday and almost went the full Malcolm Tucker (FTFOTTFSOF) on someone who likes to consider themselves an important person. Turns out, my pay rise was illusory and our department is held in remarkably low esteem by the rest of the school - even though it figures pretty heavily in all their publicity. I came home yesterday thinking I wouldn't have a job to go back to, but my luffly colleagues have decided that it's all a rallying call to arms and have gone all militant in support. HoD been off with one thing and another for the whole of the term so far, poor love, and is not available for comment. It's all a bit unnecessarily exciting and I have succumbed to a couple of glasses of midweek wine, which will seem a massively bad plan at 5.30am tomorrow. Wish I could share some of the corkers aimed at me yesterday by Seemingly Important Person, but it would be unwise. Yesterday evening, I was by turns extremely depressed and ferociously angry. Today, I am feeling less ragey, but am feeling a bit guilty for fomenting a shedload of discontent (although I have just caused a long-standing can of worms to come open, in all honesty). It is not the first time this has happened in a place where I work. In fact, I should get me an official Fomenter of Discontent t-shirt. I can't help myself, appaz. This is probably not a good thing, although it proves that I am quite good at Getting Things Off My Chest.
NU, glad to hear the little persons are improving healthwise, but I do feel v sorry for your poor itchy gd. :(
I am deliberately not posting about exams. Everything appears to be on a knife-edge constantly, so I'm not tempting any kind of fate by saying anything at all. Needless to say, dd relieves at least some of her stress by warring with dh. And rings me at random moments to tell me that he is being "vile". He tells me the same about her, when I get home from work. Ds is plodding on with SATs, but has buggered off to Scouts tonight in defiance of the early bedtime during exams rule. Not sure I'm bothered, as the SATs appear to be a big fat pile of cobblers anyhow. Feh.