I was given a few hours off today, which was unexpected and so so welcomed. While Cher played with/lunched/kept alive my three babies, I lay in my bed and watched true crime while I accomplished a small handful of things. I did up the October calendar, and when that was done, I crocheted. I can’t explain it. Crocheting is when I feel SO inexplicably myself. I put the finishing touches on a baby blanket I’ve been making that I’ve been SO close to finishing for what feels like forever. That felt good. Meanwhile, I was brought coffee, twice, as well as Pocky sticks, a strudel, and fresh hot scrambled eggs.
It was a deliciously restful few hours spent tucked away, and while I’m still quite tired from the new schedule of nonsleeping we’ve been running 😅 I feel a bit fresher in the brain and patience department.
Thank you for the lovely break, sweet Cherice 💜 That was SO kind of you.
Tonight holds a yummy supper that will be eaten after kids go to bed. And then tomorrow I’ll pull together the rest of the packing. And possibly going into the city if I ever hear back from the social worker I need to hear back from. Hahaha! We shall see!! It’ll all get done!