Quick update

Thursday. Was really bad. Woke up feeling very irritable. It didn't get better as the day progressed. Talked to mum (stalwart supporter). Felt better, than nosedived again. I wanted to cry, but the tears didn't come. I didn't know what to do. Insomnia set in again.

Friday. Was better after falling asleep - finally - talking to God, and picked up the conversation in the morning. Talked also to mum again (told you, stalwart). Got lost in Putney, in heels. R and M had invited us over for dinner (roast beef + trimmings + panacotte + chocolate pot), and then we had a lovely lovely time chatting over tea and biscuits.

Saturday. Today. Cleaned my room, sorted my letters, put the laundry in. The Boy called, and we had a small late lunch at Wahaca. I saw a pair of sunglasses I liked. In the office now, but soon it will be time to go. Colleague's leaving do tonight. The Boy's at home preparing his sermon for tomorrow. Plan early night.

Conclusion: Pray Pray Pray. God holds us in His hands.