Shove me off a cliff…

…it’d be easier.  Marianne’s away this weekend, having her respite which she deserves. I’m with the girls, which is great.  Saturday we had to be up early to get Jessica to her Unigym physio on the other side of the city, we then grabbed a dim sum lunch and went to SciTech.  All of which was swell, except Jess woke me at 1am and I couldn’t get back to sleep. We got home at 4pm, having gone out at 8.15am, and Sophie then proceeded to have a near hour-long crying fit over dinner and the DVD we were going to watch.  Stephen popped over and left around 11pm, just in time to have Jess up with a sore ear.  She was up till about 1.30am, at which point I got to sleep. Sophie was in at 6.30am for a snuggle.  Today we have swimming, then the Autumn River Festival. It would all be great, were it not for the fact that I’ve had no sleep and am exhausted.

SF stuff is on hold for 24hrs.  Will write to you then. Oh, and columns to edit. Tonight.