Thursday 26 May 2011: You look...
454/365: ... how I feel.
Don't really want to write about today. Just feel very very drained and a bit like I got railroaded.
Here's the summary of my day:
Up at dawn
Work by 8
Meetings all morning
Meetings over lunch
Meetings all afternoon
It's hard to try to find the positive when you're being put under a lot of pressure. There is positive, y'know - I'm not just on a grumpathon - but this has been a very hard few weeks. Starting a new job and then just about every single thing that could change... changing.
So... my day isn't worth talking about basically.
This photo? This is Maddy, crying as she tells me that she broke her glasses. 'I... don't... *gulp*... want... to have... my glasses... fixed... I don't... want... to go... to the dentists...' At which point it's hard not to chuckle. Can just imagine the look on the dentist's face if she did show up demanding that he fixed her glasses. Which got trodden on. And are the sixth pair that she's had in two years. Sat on. Squashed. Lost. Taken by a fox. Crushed by a paddling pool. Trodden on. She's not good with glasses!
PS Yes, I am a mean mummy for taking a photo of her while she's crying
PPS But smiley all the time isn't how life with children is...
PPPS ... so I'm blipping it!