Today has been another one of those days when I haven’t stopped since I got up. Worship practice, lunch, birthday party for the most special baby, the supermarket shop, the monkeygirl’s school bonfire/Christmas fayre, children’s tea, put the washing out to dry, children’s bedtime and then finally dinner for the monkeyfather and I.

I really want to find time to write, it seems to help me, but I’m struggling. On Monday morning I need to sit down and find someway to feel like I have some semblance of control over my life. I feel as though my life is running away without me being able to keep up, and I hate it.

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