Thursday. I have again my youngest kids here. Cutie’s eye looks still horrible and I think the man will take him to the doctor tomorrow if he’s not better this afternoon.
I’m tired and worried. And I’m so behind with everything that I feel like escaping again. Not even once it crossed my mind to face the problems and find a solution. I know that’s the way to do it, but I just don’t feel like fighting. I’m still exhausted and when I feel like this, nothing is clear. And it doesn’t mean I’ll quit. I’m just in stand by. I’ll allow myself to be like this a couple of days and then I’ll make a list and get all things done. Or at least, some of them.
Something happy now (aka escaping).
After the nice morning spent in Peratallada on Sunday, we went to another Roman town called Pals.
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