i was a refugee from stinky leaking pipes at work again

helped a colleague and resolutely typed emails with one hand. made the mistake of showing someone my scar (again) and dealing with their horrified reaction

went to the tall ship for a ceremonial moment and ate buffet with my new colleagues including a quartet of bearded gentlemen who were lurking by a table together.

collected cb2 from school and saw him bask in the simple glory of one-to-one attention. saw cb2 off to football and saw the same basking from cb1 as we sat at the table to do her homework.

simple things work well but it's hard to remember that sometimes.

work/life balance is a funny thing. i spent 5.5 hours at work today and 5.5 hours parenting my kids after school. does that make a balance or am i overdoing it?

one thing's for sure. life with one arm in a sling is tiring.