Thursday, 16 October 2014

A side effect of the child being ill

Is that I'm nearly all caught up with the washing and the housework in advance of the weekend. Although I've missed out on spending a morning in the clinic, and a swim, and the loss of time significantly reduces the likelihood of a swim tomorrow in a bid to recoup lost time in the clinic. But, if she's better and I manage to keep up to date in the evenings with the work I'm missing in the day time, there is the distinct possibility of finding time for a decent walk this weekend. Kittencat is quite a lot better today, and I suspect she'll be absolutely fine tomorrow - she thinks differently, and tells me she ought not to go back to nursery until Monday. Hmmmm.

Wednesday, 15 October 2014

The child

The child is ill today. She looks tiny when she's ill. Tiny and pale. Nonetheless, she has been mostly cheerful all day, played CBeebies games and sung along to frozen whilst wrapped up in a blanket on the sofa, before falling asleep somewhat prematurely, face down on the rug in the living room.

She is my most important person. I do not like it when my person is ill.

Monday, 13 October 2014

I need all the gin

Bring me all the gin. And some for yourself. And some decent tonic, or vermouth. Ice either way, limes if you bring tonic.

Sunday, 12 October 2014

When a bad day has been had

The presence of another human being would be nice. Not any old human being. Any old human being would probably make it worse. The kind of human being that just gives you a hug when you have a restless night. The kind of human being that it feels more natural to touch than not.

Instead, I have a mountain of ironing.