The running weekend for my youngest almost did not happen as the black dog lingered. Eventually she set off back to Manchester but remained in two minds about the whole thing. Then the ferry she was meant to catch crashed into something….and all travel plans went haywire. After lots of talking she decided to try and find an alternate route and if that was not going to be possible, just come home.
She made it – a ferry at 2:15 in the morning to arrive to do a 10 k run.
In the meantime oldest is back and full of stories about life up north. She plays Japanese pop all the time, which I really don’t get, but otherwise she is well and that makes me happy.
We took a big pile of items to the tip and charity shop including all the ex’s clothes that he left behind. There was a sense of finality with that.
I fell out of the shower and in the night bumped into the headboard on my bed and now have a big red bruise/scrape on both my ankle and forehead.
All my siblings are in touch a lot now about the pending move for my parents. They have left it so late to buy a house that they will be forced to rent in the short term. We think they are just overwhelmed by the whole process of closing this chapter of their lives.
I have not been in touch with dear ones of late but will do so soon…. you know who you are!
May you all have a peaceful, happy Easter break. x