Be grateful I didn't write anything yesterday, my faithful internetties. Yesterday was One Of Those Days where you wake up, realise that it's your THIRTEENTH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY and your husband is on the other side of the world. Look outside and notice that it's the first sunny day in a week but you have to stay in and wait for FedEx to deliver documents. Get call on phone and have upsetting conversation with someone you love and are worried about. Get call from Aunt to say that she will be an hour late because someone had thrown themselves in front of a train and she had to take 97 other trains instead (Gosh, I said, why would anyone jump in front of a train on such a nice day? Which made me think about what it's like to be really depressed and NO-ONE wants to think about that). Have another emotional phone conversation with another family member (Aside: it's like the young and the restless at the moment, and I know you'd love to hear the details, they make great gossip, but this is a story that will have to wait a generation or so before we can hang it out with all the other dirty laundry! Fortunately, I am not immediately involved or affected. Just saddened.)
Where was I? THEN the long-awaited documents arrived, I had a speedy Skype call with my Handsome (13 YEARS!) Husband and I rushed to a lawyer to have everything notarized, and rushed back to courier them back to Trinidad (This rushing took a long time, with lines and waiting). My sister was having a bleh day, and all I could advise her was to "Write it off. Take a good book and some chocolate, and call me in the morning." By nightfall, when my Mum called, I was so emotionally exhausted that I sounded wobbly and she got worried and asked me if I was feeling okay, and prescribed a multivitamin tonic. I went to bed early!
That was yesterday. TODAY, the sun is well and truly shining. It's T-Shirt weather out there! (well almost) Flowers are flowersing all over the place, yellow ones and purple ones, and little looking-down white ones, are those snowdrops? Everywhere you look, shoots are shooting and buds are budding. I went to school to read with my little readers, which I love, and then walked to the gym where I cross-trained and rowed. I felt zingy! Met my Aunt at the station, she is going to get Margo home from the hospital today. Went to the library, which I always love. Everywhere I went, people were humming and saying "Hello! Nice Day!" and getting into chats about happy things. Walked home, and on the doorstep was an acceptance letter: Sam has been accepted to Bournemouth Grammar School.
So I'm just in a fabulous mood right now! I'm dying to hear the school gates open, I'm going to run over there and do a dance of joy with Sam!
Edited: AAAAND now Chas has brought home a letter to say "We've identified your son as being gifted and talented in Science, Geography, Music, Art and Modern Foreign Languages." I tell you, this mama's arm is STIFF from patting self on back!