Week of Eternity at Eeyores Place !!

I haven't blogged for ages and thought it was about time that I put pen to paper - well digits to dusty keyboard any way.

For the past week or so I have been living in Eeyores gloomy place ( you know from Winnie the Pooh!!). I have really been in the doldrums and have spent most of the week crying at any opportune moment at the most ridiculous things including crappy day time TV!

Life has been fairly manic and very stressful for a few reasons - work , work and more work and all the issues that it normally brings, my sister had a major Op which aged us all over the week and on Friday my first born child left primary school.

Now , usually I am a very rational person and fairly easy going, being able to deal with crisis and trauma in my stride and having the ability to multi task at the drop of a hat.

This week I have been "Gibbering psycho woman".

I think the crux of it all has been the worry about my sister who is thankfully now recouperating but also my son.

He has been at the most wonderful school for the past 8 years of his life. It's a small school where all the teachers treat the children like their own. It is a wonderfully happy , bright cheery place which is full of love and sunshine.

Both of my children have been very happy there and have done really well.

In order to celebrate the end of the term we have been to a leavers mass and an awards ceremony. The mass was beautiful, the children all did readings and at the end sang a song that the music teacher had created - there was not a dry eye in the house - it was really emotional.

There was a party at the end which was great fun. The head teacher took us aside and advised us that Sam had been nominated for an award by all of his year group for the child that has lived out the school mission statement by always being kind, helpful, a good friend to all etc and that he was to be presented with the school shield at the end of the week in a surprise assembly.

I went to the assembly having just got over the mass and watched my boy be cheered and applauded by the whole school as he made his way up to the headmaster to collect his prize - it was wonderful and I was so proud !!

The children sang their song again in front of the whole school and again tears were running free - the school bell rang out for the last time and all of the classes were dismissed out into the playground where children were hugging each other, parents were saying cheerio for the last time and teachers were collecting armfuls of handmade gifts and flowers by sobbing children.

We all walked out the school gate , Sam by this time decorated in his autographed school shirt proudly carrying his trophy.

I've not slept well for the past week building up to his last day, it's crazy I know and I'm not sure why it has affected me so much but it has. My husband thinks I've gone a bit loopy - well more loopy than normal !

My emotions have been all over the place - from sobbing to laughter to sobbing again.I feel shattered as though part of me has died - when it hasn't. It's stupid as I should feel happy that Sam is growing into a fine young man - but I want him to be little for ever and for the clock to just stop !!

Having spoken to my very good friend Lyzzy dee who has also had a horrific week and a lot worse than mine still has a leavers assembly to go for her daughter Beth as well as the funeral of a friend - thinking of you this week xx

I know that I'm over the worst of my "grief" as yesterday I challenged the manager of an " Accessorise shop ".

I've blogged about it before - but I have a real dislike of anyone ( mainly shop workers) who lick their fingers and then open a store carrier bag and gives it me. In the past I have not said anything but yesterday I advised the woman in the shop that I wanted another bag in a really loud voice as she had covered it in "lick" and that I didn't want to carry her bodily fluids around with me.

It's a bit like licking your hand before you give a handshake to someone !!

Lyzzy thinks that I've become paranoid !! Perhaps I have - What a week !!


Hopefully normal service will return very soon


Perhaps I'm having my Mid life crisis 28 days too soon (before my 40th !!


Roll on the holidays !!!