The weird feeling when a 2 is greated with relief, not disappointment.
Things that had shifted so far are gradually realining.
I am greatful for my scout group, thanks to them I was up and at the marina by half eight and busy and useful all day.
In a week where standing has been hard, and company has been needed, they have been an absolute lifesaver this weekend. They don’t know it, they don’t need to, but I’m so grateful I belong to the best group I could hope for.
Yes they play but they work damn hard too, either competing or timing or crewing. I’m greatful I had to be somewhere today, something to be part of.
While I’m busy it’s ok. The fact that I happily gave up my lunchtimes this term has been more than payed back by the distraction this lunchtime – who knew Maths revision was so useful.
I was okish and very glad of the babysitter.