"I always knew looking back on the tears would make me laugh, but I never knew looking back on the laughs would make me cry." ~ Anon
Several years ago Star bought me a flowering hyacinth for Mother's day & every year since, despite apalling negelect, it has duly flowered during the winter months. The flowers never last long. By the time the bulbs have decided it is cold enough to spurt the weather has already turned & become warmish. Still the sight of the bluey flowers gives me a warm & fuzzy feeling, reminding me that I am loved.
So I have been turning over in my mind, because the cats have gone quite psychotic around Liddy, [they know something is up!] what I can give my very practical daughter to take with her to serve a dual purpose: something practical; something to remind her that she is loved. I have had no mind boggling ideas yet.
She has bought the very fancy rusack required ~ 10% off & a jolly good thing too! She has gone through her clothing & decided what she wants to take & what is to go in the thrift bin. She is slowly working her way through her room packing away a life. It's a bit like it was going through my dad's stuff after he died. Some stuff no~one is going to use any more! None of it will be required here again.
Meanwhile the wog that very nearly shut down the school hit our house. The men succumbed quickly & painfully. One landed in hospital, the other at the drs surgery. Both have been down for the count for over a week. I, who don't have a business bone in my body & am Queen of Disorganization, have been battling to keep some sort of order in Dearest's little business. I can not package anything; I know absolutely nothing about stamps or the system he uses to keep track of anything, but I have been issuing invoices & addressing envelopes during a week when, naturally, our sales went ballistic! I cannot believe people like to buy little pieces of coloured paper ~ some of it very boring to my eyes indeed~ but it seems they do.
So it's not that I don't love you, people. It's just we're a little preoccupied around here & going down for the third time. School? What school?