Hello folks.
I wanna creep in again. I have been lurking and reading but things got a bit on top of me.
Worrying about my daughter who is due to be induced at the beginning of November and has now been told the baby is a breech, as if she didn't have enough already to worry her........they are going to try and turn the baby round on Wednesday. She's very tired and irritable which I think is a change in her hormones recently....getting ready.
We will cope, and she has support there, but it's getting tense.
My own problem is that my singing group, which I have loved, is going to sing 'Delilah'. I detest it. I won't sing about a woman getting knifed!
And I am upset today since I remembered why this seems so personal: When I worked for Women's Aid I was once threatened by someone's husband with a Stanley knife. I managed to get him to put it away, but it was a very scary ten minutes, and I seem to have made myself forget the episode completely, until today. I thought myself that I was over-reacting, but I wasn't. So I can't go to the singing group, which I am sad about.
Also the roof felt has been blown off my shed!