Its early Tuesday morning and I somehow woke up with a spring in my step. Yesterday’s mood rating was terrible – impromtu bouts of crying business. Ever tried crying while you shower? Your eyes get confused from the tears and the water – its abit odd.
I am still on the same book of grieving I talked about in my last post. It says if you keep your grief bottled up it may stay in you for the longest time. Oh well – I’m sure your tear ducts can hardly keep up anyway, so after a while, the crying should slow to a drizzle and a stop.
We are having a little party at home on Saturday evening for Vernie poo. Vernie’s Grace mates are coming – we shall cook up some fun and games! OK, time for work. TBC!!!