Saturday
to Friday must be the longest gap I’ve left in my blogsphere for a long, long
time.
It
may lead to me breaking my run of 20+ blogs posted each calendar month this
year…
I
feel that I have a good excuse, though. Work shenanigans have kind of taken
over my life and have certainly taken over my headspace. I’m spinning,
whirling, ducking-and-diving, changing, chopping and contemplating
continuously, it seems.
God
knows how I’ve got to the end of the week without imploding but I have, and I got
rewarded by an unexpectedly long evening watching tennis and eating takeaway
food. I’ve never really been sure if cravings are a genuine side effect of
pregnancy or just an excuse for women to eat shit they’d normally shy away
from, but Philippa has an insatiable need for sweet and sour sauce at the moment,
so we had a Chinese meal-for-two. She is now asleep in bed happily growing our
little one within her, while I am distracting myself with darts on ITV4 and
desperately hoping I WON’T have another night of lying awake thinking about
work shit.
RC 13-7-18
2340 BST
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