Preparation...

Reluctantly, very reluctantly I ventured into school for a couple of hours this morning. It was actually ok, and it was good to see the improvements/works that had been done in our absence. Felt a bit more optimistic about what's to come. 

I was starving by the afternoon, so we headed home, and I made a snack and relaxed with Little B.

Lucy came in the afternoon - she's got a new bike (no stabilisers!) and was trying to show us how she did it. Tried her with some roller boots that a friend of mine gave me before the holidays, but it was a bit of a disaster as she's not got a clue how to use them... leaning back, tipping forward - let's just say it quickly ended in tears, and I felt bad, although I don't think Lucy was upset with me, per se. 

Terrible therapy session in the evening... couldn't see the point of talking about the difficult stuff. Felt stuck and close to tears during - the rain that lashed down didn't help, but then felt a lot better once I was left to my own devices by the evening.

I'm trying to write my profile for myself as a counsellor and it's proving to be a bit of a stumbling block...

I couldn't believe how bright it was in my room, having not been in it for six weeks!