From a much happier Granny.
Still stressed…workwise….but handling it.
I had to go to the factory where I used to work this morning.
Got chatting to a woman I worked with.
A lovely person.
She has been through a year of hell.
Discovered her husband was sexually abusing her granddaughter.
Then found out he had done the same to her daughters.
It has been more than a year and he still has to appear in court.
What a country I live in.
Anyway, hearing something like that does put things in perspective.
To hell with my job.
To hell with the idiots I am forced to work with.
In the bigger scheme of things this all nothing.
So…I shall go home.
No walk tonight.
It is raining.
I shall have a couple of glasses of wine.
Play a few games of scrabble.
Read my book.
I don’t have to cook.
We are defrosting some homemade soup.
Hell, life is frigging great.
Now it is time to go.
I will catch you all tomorrow.