Blip is my sanity

Oh, what a day - I slept badly due to dreaming about having to hide in a cupboard from a mad preacher who thought my hairstyle was to blame for the end of the world, thankfully saved by the alarm clock. Husband taken to train at 6.15am, children woken up at 6.30, remember (yay!) that it's a special week in Kindergarten and #3 has to go to friend's house when I go to work as Kindi starts late this week, remembered (yay!) to phone Kindi taxi to pick her up there not here. Get to work, try to make sense of standard formats for annual technical and final reports - essentially a load of badly formatted blah for me to write fairy stories in - was late leaving work as colleague decided to tell us all about his recent journey, got home to angry/excited/hungry #3 waiting for me, she was cheered up by me allowing her to sit on my lap and steer car into parking space. Lunch was rejected for being 'not hot' (it was salad), #3 goes off to friend's house again to play and #1&2 go back to school. Shopping got delivered and put away and then I decided to do some strimming. Strimmer still broken as no one has mended it. Clever me, I thought, I will mend strimmer! Unscrew many things, panic about whole thing being in pieces, can't get to broken bit, screw it all back together again, chuck in car and take to mending man. Mending man fixes it, bring it home, start it, mow down one dandelion putt-putt-putt-kaputt, swear at dandelion, strimmer, dog and apple tree. Get changed into tidier clothes, wait on hold whilst listening to terrible music to try and get through to car insurance and health insurance, no joy even though they value my custom, go to meeting, on way drop off strimmer to mending man, he says it's now unmendable and offers me a new one for one of those prices that make my eyes water. Meeting was cool, came home, found library books and DVD that needs a fine paying on, 2 children go into melt-down because a panini sticker is missing. Go to library, pay fine, go to pick up #3 and friend from gymnastics, watch them doing gym for a few minutes and wished that it wasn't my child who made the others cry and generally misbehaved. Came home, cooked, children argue because they are hungry and food is late, I'm late to pick up husband from train too but realise OH HELL NO BLIP! So take a break from it all and photograph the cooking debris on the table. Feel more peaceful. Chuck food at children and drive to station, husband comes home, gets changed, goes out to training. I eat tea on my own and then do his kitchen chores, then do my evening chores, then put children and animals to bed and get ready for an evening of studying.
Meeting with friends and the small moments of me and my camera constitute the shreds of my sanity.
Strange but cool music posted by a friend on facebook.