life seems extreme at the moment. ordinary but not ordinary at all.
i spent the morning trawling the shops for a dress for miss eleven. it was frustrating to go to shop after shop after shop, gradually becoming less fussy about the dress and more generous with the budget but still not finding anything. and this not the first try. the constant pain of the last two weeks has worn me down and i would normally delight in her good eye and natural style but today a sullen mini fashionista was intolerable.
mr thirteen hassled and harangued me for credit for his phone this week. i have been handing out money like nobodys business and his credit was a bit painful but i got it. and he lost it. and i lost it. then he lost it...........i'm sure you get the picture
the other miss eleven has had a cough for a while but tonight is the night she can no longer stand it. what am i to do on a saturday night?
we eventually found a dress we could agree on and managed to regroup a bit over iced chocolates. mr thirteen and i came to a truce of sorts as he helped cook the dinner and miss cough will probably cope better, even if the cough continues, after a good sleep.
on wednesday i went back to work after more than a week off. it was almost enough to turn me into a hurting, tired, weeping puddle but i did it. i managed to work, i can sit for a short time and i can kind of concentrate.
so the challenges of the day are resolved as well as they will be and when i can go to sleep without being afraid of pain getting up in the morning i will consider life normal.