Sick . . .

 

I'm an emotional and physical wreck.  Things are not good at all in our world at the moment.  Going from bad to worse.  I have had that awful gut feeling for the last week that I can't eat or sleep.

 

 

The kids came out for a barbecue at the weekend.  Helped to take our mind off things for a while.

 

 

Photos aren't the greatest.  Probably a combination of my shaking and them moving to fast.

 

 

 

 

It gave us a chance to catch up with Kayla who we haven't seen for a little while.
She's such a cutie.

 

 

 

 

 

We have to sell our beloved Pick Nick.  It hurts.



 

 

 

 

I know I'm going to cry when she goes.

 

 

 

Mr T's surgery didn't go ahead.  It was cancelled at the last minute because of staff shortage.  He's been rescheduled for the 14th November.  So hard to move forward when we're still up in the air about this.

 

 

I was umming and aahing about whether to write this post, but some of you I have known since I first started blogging.  I know what it's like when someone just stops blogging and you wonder how they are and if they're okay.

 

 

I'll still be around but just a little quiet.  Once I've moved on from this horrid place I'll be back more frequent.

 

 

Take care till I see you again.