The Day After

After two bad days at the beginning of this week, all I wanted from yesterday was to survive it.  Thanks to my lovely friends, it was better than that, but Wednesdays are exhausting and by the end of it I was feeling very low.  It was good having Paul around, but after we had both done only half of my normal crazy Wednesday schedule each we were so tired that the evening was a bit of a write-off.  So my birthday finished with a big cry and a sleepless night, and I’ve been feeling very fragile today.  And now it’s after midnight, and I’ve just about made it through the day but I haven’t managed to relax yet.  I can’t go to bed feeling like this or I won’t sleep at all, so I am going to try and think of some positive things that happened today. I’m too late for #bepbb on twitter (be positive before bedtime) so I will do it here instead.  Paul managed to give all the children a bath and hair wash before he left for work this morning (we were too tired to do it last night!)  Then a very kind friend came and looked after the children while I did some shopping.  It was stressful and my anxiety levels were quite high, but it would have been much worse if I’d had to take the children with me, and I enjoyed a cup of tea and a chat with my friend when I got home.  This afternoon Paul’s aunt and uncle popped in with a birthday present for me – some Palestinian Medjoul dates which I love.  Even on a bad day, there are always things to be thankful for.  And “Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.”  You know where that quotation comes from, right?  Answers on a postcard… (or in the comments!)


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