Strange Day
It's been a bit of a strange day today. The weather is a bit pants - it's dull, wet and windy and I had no idea as to what to do to entertain us all. I guess here is where I should now be writing something along the lines of.... So, I wracked my brains hard and came up with this marvellous plan that kept Freya, Isabella, Oliver, Dave and myself excitedly entertained for the entire afternoon - we had the best day!!! The day was nothing like this in reality......
I was feeling emotional for whatever reason. I think things just build up a bit sometimes. When all those little niggly things happen, you usually just brush them off (like one of the kids stood in dog poo, you dropped a plate of food on to the floor, you had a disagreement with a friend, you were late for an appointment, got stung by a wasp, fell over...) but when things start happening all at the same time, suddenly it becomes overwhelming and then one more thing happens and it's the last straw and it all comes out. The tears start rolling down your cheeks and life is so very terrible. Reality is that you were actually coping really well with all these mishaps that kept being thrown at you but that last one thing that happened, perhaps you shouted at your child and now feel guilty. It's like this day is the worst! I think this kind of happened to me today.
I didn't sleep that well so that was always going to be a bad start to the day... We didn't clear the dishes away before going to bed last night so the kitchen and dining room were both a mess and had that 'left over food smell'. The kids were on their devices for far too long so I felt guilty, I wanted to get out but money was short and the kids would all create if I suggested a walk in the rain and wind... Why do most activities have to be booked in advance or cost too much money?!? (obviously I know the answers to these questions but nothing seems fair toady ?). I messaged my sister to see if she wanted to get together with us but she was busy. Then I remembered all the other bad stuff that had happened to me in the last, like 40 years!!!! And then I think of all the less fortunate people than myself and feel more guilty! I had a little cry and Dave comforted me, telling me it's ok to feel the way that I do but if I could now stop, that'd be good.... Cheers Dave! He meant well...
Onward and upwards.... we went for a little drive in the car. Freya reluctant as ever to join us but she came along. It got us all out for an hour and we all felt better afterwards. Once home, takeaway pizza and a bit of TV ?
