The one good thing about having not written properly in a while, is I have so much to say, its not coming out fast enough, just as I finish on writing one post, I think, should of said that and my fingers are not typing enough to get it all out.
That could be a sign of me going manic, which is good while I have so much to do, but bad mental health round and where there is an up there is often a down.
However if I can stay like this till Thursday, when I see the doctor, it should be interesting, she thought I was nuts and talking too fast then, wait till she sees what happens when I am completely nuts.
Or it could just be that I am excited I can finally write again with the whole, mummy where is this bit of lego. That seems to happen every 2 minutes in the last 2 weeks. I love my son deeply, but I am developing a love hate relationship with his lego, <whispers> I am starting to enjoy building it.
I made a fire truck the other day, I was fucking chuffed with it. Now I am doing a helicopter, it is looking wicked.