Hello, feeling a bit grotty actually. I have the cold that has been circling around us all this week. In the wonderful knowledge that I can also divulge my accompanying weepiness here with no threat of the "whats-the-matter-hun" response, I can tell you that I am in fact decidedly weepy. Analysing this, I would say the route cause is down to a couple of things. One, the fact that I became cross with my peeps just two days after they had given me lovely presents and two, the fact that yesterday was the first day I allowed both offspring to separate from Hubby and myself on our weekly visit into town. I am aware this is a hugely overdue 'allowance' and it only lasted three quarters of an hour. However, it is a milestone that highlights the passing of time and the amount of growing up that has been done. Another tissue please.
On top of this Hubby is back to work tomorrow and children will be back in school (Dan is revising for another exam as I type). Although I am happy with my own company, I like my family at home where I know everyone is safe. So there's that in the mix as well. And of course we have the blood pressure monitoring coming up. Hubby's father could be feeling a little better and my Uncle's funeral is a week tomorrow. So maybe more than a couple of things causing the puffy eyes.
I think Sundays do have this ability to encourage any underlying negativity and I'm sure I'll feel brighter after my pork dinner and Hubby's muffins.
Laters..
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