Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time there was a family. It was a happy family...good things were happening, excitement was building and all was well. Then suddenly something went horribly wrong for one of the family and things took a dramatic turn with emergency hospital visits and much sadness and worry. This is the only way I can describe what has happened to us in the past few weeks. I am still reeling with shock and trying to hold myself and the family together. We are doing our best to look ahead to hopefully a new life in the family next March followed by a wedding in August and another the July after. But it hurts deep inside right now and I feel as though my brain has been vacuum suctioned of the traumatic events. I know they happened but some of the feeling has just gone and I feel quite empty. Hopefully with time we'll feel more relaxed but right now I'm on high alert.

Today I have the boys with me. Both with awful colds and much nose wiping is called for. Whingeyitis is rife and I'll do well to refrain from a gin when they finally go home later this afternoon. (I do love them really, but you know what poorly boys can be like!) Trying to educate them to play with one thing then pick that up before turning out something else. The threat of the one way cupboard is quite handy. (One way cupboard being the woodburner).

Apples need picking and preserving...too late now for more blackberries. I lost my preserving mojo in an instant but am now faced with baskets of decaying produce which is such a waste and causing me to fret. Energy and the mindset to actually do something about it though is in short supply.

I missed a work shift yesterday due to feeling really dizzy. Left ear issues often plague me and it hasn't felt right since I had a really sore throat a few weeks ago. Slow head movements seem to be working for now. Luckily I'm not due back to work until Monday so with some rest and TLC hopefully we'll be good to go.

Youngest grandson seems to have made himself a chainsaw so for how much longer we'll have furniture I'm unsure. Other boy is making a brick cutter...guess who has lived through a house renovation in their short life!

Anyway bad ear or not some household tasks need to be done. Easy does it obviously. I have been periodically popping in to read your writings but haven't had the umph to leave many comments I'm sorry to say. 

Blessings for now,

J. x