Strike one!, Strike two!….?
Well,……
This morning, oh I think it was between 7am and 8am, we had yet another little surprise delivered via our bathroom window this time….
*sigh*
Smaller damage this time, as its a smaller window (about 100cm each side) but still means another entire
pane of glass has to be replaced, today.
Ironically, it was a larger stone that did it too.
Im sitting here in the kitchen, after a hellish morning of cops, landlords and construction managment companies.
Noah’s still asleep, thankfully none of this has woken him, nor will I. I know he would probably want to be woken, but I want him to have some good sleep before he hears this. (I do hope you understand love).
I know it hits him harder than it hits me, I find it easier to “run on auto-pilot” during the event and all that follows and keep my emotional responses until its all sorted and put to bed. Then, I’ll allow myself to feel again. Till then, “professionally numb” is the order of the day.
Does’nt help I suppose that due to a leg injury, I’m barely sleeping and having to stay off it most of the day…..
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I’m just so…….. tired,……ya know?
Of it all.
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