It's Friday & I've well and truly hit the wall. I'm too tired to do any sewing tonight, hopefully I'll get some done tomorrow.
Norah has been to gym club, had tea & is asleep in the spare bed & my L&M is in our bed, reading his kindle.
It's been a stressful week, my L&M isn't coping well with the news about his Mum & I'm bearing the brunt, he manages in public, but at home, in private, he's struggling & this makes him very snappy, most days I can't even breath without causing an upset. He is gradually improving.
I went out yesterday after work to hear a speaker, Richard Sandford of Lower Lovett Farm, fascinating talk about organic gardening & food preservation.
I arrived at work today to find that the courtyard outside my room had been trashed yet again, mud & stones everywhere. This is our so called 'Gardening Club' but is, in effect, a group of teenagers playing mud pies. I always end up clearing it up when I can't stand looking at the mess any longer. I've emailed the relevant people & have been ignored as usual.
Just to make my week complete, our we have been told we are having mid year appraisals next week, so more joy on the way!