Why am I up the tree, you say? Why are you down there.

I was never cut out to be a single parent.

I am exhausted.

Si went to Arran this morning until Wednesday morning. I came home from work, at 5.30, peeled potatos, put sausages in the oven, and then washed the dishes left from last night. I set out the tea, after chasing Steve away to collect money. We had our tea, then flew back out to collect more money. We came back in and I drove Steven to Volleyball Coaching. Then we came back and I forced Eilidh to go and collect one house, I did two more.

We got in, Eilidh wanted to bring the tree in. So tree came in and I left her to decorate while I tried to sort out Steven's money.

I had to try and re-pot the tree while it was in it's pot, as it was sitting at a 70 degree angle. We've moved it a wee bitty. and now that it is decorated it's looking great.

I flew back out to buy bread and collect Steven. Then I came back, helped Eilidh finish the tree, made Chocolate and Tea, and Toast, and then sat here, to write letters for Steven to take to school tomorrow.

Jees. All I want to do is go to bed. Yawnnnnnnn

Im wide awake and I can see the

You know that feeling you get when you have a decision to make, and you aren't sure which way to go......Or when you know something is niggling at you and you can't resolve it?

The feeling that that generates, I call the Undertoad.

I got that word from the Book, "The World According to Garp", by John Irvine.

It is perfect description of the feeling. I can say to my husband "oaft, I've got an undertoad", and he sits me down and says "what's bothering you", and we work out together why the undertoad is sitting there, and once we've worked it out, it goes away.

I love that Book, if you get the chance you should read it. Is very thought provoking. (Well for me anyways).

We called our first cat Garp, after the book. It was such a good name for her, she could even say it, "Garrrup".

Bummer, I miss Garp. .