I do like a day with a bit of a routine. A planed routine, one that I can’t get out of.
I sat down last night to eat some Fair Trade chocolate cake, made by our wee neighbour Rachel and a tsunami of panic came waving over me, as I realised the Friday morning consisted of the following:
- 9am Osteopath
- 9.45am home schooling with the wee one
- 10am Puppy Zoom with clients and I’d booked Craig to attend too based on the issues they were having
To someone who suffers from anxiety, this is anxiety heaven…. the perfect storm… call it what you will but it’s the perfect excuse to PANIC!!!!!!
Now on Wednesday night I realised I had the clash with the Osteopath and the puppy call so I’d contacted the clients and pushed them out by half an hour….. I couldn’t possibly push them out again which meant we would need to leave the wee one to home school herself till her mum was home. Which to be fair was only for half an hour. I felt sooooo bad though.
It’s almost an amazing experience to have that excuse to bash yourself around the head… confirming all the negative things you think about yourself.
None of this was the end of the world.
It all went by without a hiccup.
So Osteo went well this morning he is happy with my shoulder and not certain why my knee pain is intermittent but genuinely all good. He did try to sneakily break my neck again… which is never pleasant but feels pretty damn good now. There was a sneaky back manipulation thrown in for good measure. I guessed it was coming…. you have to hug yourself… uh oh…. a hug is a prerequisite to a spinal crack…. seems a very sneaky thing to do. Get you all comfy in a hug then wham….
Back up the road about 10 minutes after Craig had started homeschooling. He was looking for a plastic bottle that we could use to make something for climate change week. 🌍 of course he came up with a poo bag dispenser….. 💩
Got her set up in Craigs office while we started the call up in mine. Her mum text when she was home and we never heard her leave.
The call went really well. It was a long one but I’m learning loads and learning to bow to my husbands superior dog behavioural knowledge. Though it sticks in ma craw at times 🤦🏻♀️🤷🏻♀️😆
I actually am joking at that. He’s great to work with. Spins his finger when he wants me to move things along…. 😉
So after our work for the day, I was full of big ideas on what I was going to do and where I was going to go. I changed into my jammie bottoms and am safely wrapped up on the couch. I might read, I might crochet but most of all I will not talk to anyone about puppies…..
Have a lovely weekend!
Stay safe everyone 🧡🧡🧡