Monday, 29 January 2007

Only This Moment

Another good day.

Had my lie in but still felt oppressively tired. Then did the ironing and my tax return whilst the boy and the wife went to the market and thence to auntie's. Oh the excitements of my life.

Notwithstanding my sarcasm, it was nice to have him back from aunties. Did some gentle playing and painting with him.

Felt ridiculously pleased again with the day and the time with him. Almost too extreme a reaction. Emotions too often polarised, not often balanced enough. Don't know if it's the permanent sleep deprivation, the cost of trying to be even-tempered and functioning at work or something else. Who knows?

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