I am really frustrated with how variable time seems to have become over the last few weeks. At work each minute ticks by slowly, like a sluggish snail dragging it's shell. Then the weekend begins and I blink, just once, and it is Monday again! Curse you perception, curse you!
Megan has been referred to Starship Spine Service and we are waiting for our appointment so that this can progress again. We are really hoping that she will be able to have the surgery before Christmas so that we can be with her at home while she recovers.
Jenna has put in an application to the performing arts class and we are optimistic that she will get in. She really is a mini me, a little drama queen that can dance! Antithetically, she does really well in Maths.
My writing course is almost complete and I am feeling really pleased with my progress and with what I have learnt. I fear that I will always have a few grammar gremlins chomping at my words like ants at a picnic. I am still uncertain as to where my writing is going to go and how but perhaps I just need a break.
Spring arrived a few weeks ago and flirted mercilessly with us. She flashed her sunny smile and made us think she was here to stay. Sadly on the weekend Winter slammed her foot down and showed us all who is boss. The old wet and windy hag will not let go her grip and Spring is just going to have to wait in the wings for Winter to get bored with us. I really hope this happens soon because we didn't really have a Summer to speak of last year.
