
OK
So not only does clever clogs pass his exam on the first attempt........
He has been asked to give tutorials for others before they take the exam
It's the first time in ten years that someone at his work has passed the test first time!
*sigh*
He's a work that one! We are all so proud of him!!!
I admit I am a slightly envious of the positive accolades he receives (not because I think he isn't worthy!)
It's just that I haven't had that for so long I've forgotten what it's like :-(
But anyway.........
I was thinking about happiness today
As you do!
And came to the realisation that there isn't enough joy in my life at present - actually make that I'm not
feeling enough joy
So I am wondering how I can change that.
I realised that I hardly ever smile these days
Good for the wrinkles, not good for the soul.
Not that it takes more to make me smile
Just that there hasn't been much to warrant it.
I'm not frowning either though - just expressionless.
Not feeling sorry for myself, just taking an honest 'good hard look' at myself.
And what I can change, and what I can't.
It has been
another long few days though.
After getting such wonderful positive news about the exams I was feeling elated!
This was followed by a great morning with PK - talking about everything from a-z then back again - hey we even managed to get some work done on maps etc.
We had coffee/milo and cake and a few smokes - it was all good.
He is feeling really good at the moment - he has closed the book on several areas of grief and is moving ahead positively - so nice to see.
Just as he was leaving Thursday afternoon, the phone rings.....
More trouble created, more situations twisted, more drama, more mountains made from molehills............it never ends...........or maybe it will!
BBB is coming over - and is meeting with one of my SD's and I next Friday night.
To sort out this 'huge' (dripping with sarcasm) something about nothing (at her request, no doubt).
He is going to get more than he bargained for and so is
SHE - the
TRUTH - uncut and in person.
Let's just say a perfectly good day was ruined.
I am now stressed to the max.
I was in bed at 6.30pm last night - my nerves were shot to pieces.
Enough said on that.
I still hadn't heard from the Professor re: Small Man.
So I emailed him Wednesday.
I told him a lot more than I was able to at our appointment, quite a lot.
Many 'personal' things regarding the effects this is having on Small, and our family.
He called me that same afternoon!
He is consulting with another Paediatric expert in Melbourne - and I should hear from one of them early next week to discuss options.
Small Man seems to be a getting a little worse. Physically, not emotionally.
He catches everything that's going around, and everything that isn't - and it knocks him flat.
No school last week, we'll see how he goes this week - I'm not holding my breath.
So anyway - a mixed bag from me!
G
xx