So I still think life sucks, but I can either wallow (and I did on Sunday, I stayed in my PJ's ALL day. Bliss), or pull up my big girl pants and get on with.
I decided 1 day of wallowing was ok and actually healthy for me but no more. Well actually I loved being in my PJ's, a long soak in a bubble bath (whilst I still have one) and fresh PJ's. Yes please, bring on this Sunday :-)
On Monday, I finally remembered to do what I have been meaning to do since the start of the year. Our little, local Asda has a collecting basket for the local foodbank. H and I have agreed to donate 1 thing a week to the collection. So on Monday, I finally got round to adding 5 things to the basket. It did feel good thinking of someone else.
Mum's biopsy on Monday went ok. They were running late, so she didn't get home til after 10.30pm but she's feeling okay now. Indeed, we went out for a lovely lunch today.
In house news, we've agreed a lower price on our house and the sale is still on. No news on a completion date -how long do these things take????? Should I be packing yet for this unknown date? I feel my lack of packing may bite me :-)