I admit I'm struggling a bit at the moment. Not with work; that trundles along just fine. The giggle to abuse ratio is good at the moment. Today there was a joyous, riotous moment when both the girls were laughing on top of me with Baby C bouncing up and down on my head.
It's other stuff. Those of you who have known me in reality are aware that there has been the odd difficult episode. Those have recurred all my adult life and I fight them off as best I can. Or rather I fight from being sucked in. It's a bit like being a poo in a toilet. Anyway, to go back to the first post I made in November, if you are on a tightrope, falling off simply isn't an option. For my own benefit, I repeat - falling off simply isn't an option. I just continue to put one foot in front of another, literally and metaphorically, every day.