Oh Auriga, for you. Sometimes sobbing it out is just the best thing to do, but it's very exhausting. I hope tomorrow feels lighter.
I've done very little today, apart from a trip to the osteopath (who I haven't seen since May). Apparently, my hobbly foot, caused by DevilDog pulling me down a tractor rut in June, may be broken. Well, best to find out four months late, I suppose! Off for X ray later this week.....not sure they do much about broken feet bones anyway.....
Ds has a language oral tomorrow. He's sitting opposite me, learning set phrases, so I've missed Masterchef
....dh is in charge of putting dd2 to bed, so obviously there is the inevitable noise and shouting.
I'm off to London to hang with a crazy friend tomorrow. She's from Rudy's neck of the woods, so we are Boris Biking, shopping, maybe gallery-ing. Any strange and interesting ideas are welcome.