I really just wanted a good cry when I left the office today to come home for lunch. Something I have been dreading for the last 9 months is actually starting to happen and, although I know it is for the best, I really just wanted a good cry over it.
But by the time I went to the bank, worked at our Primary school, went to the stationary store, walked by my house construction, stopped to ask (for the 10th time) if my nieces' school uniforms were ready (I did shed a tear around this point), worked at our Pre-Primary school and then got a call from our General Contractor that I needed to decide on all my plumbing fixtures for the house -today. I was just too wiped out to cry.
Maybe I'll work it out before bed.