I'm tired. Had four hours sleep. Why? Well, actually I was really excited about planting out my strawberries. And sadly, so, so incredibly sadly, that is the honest truth.
After a long long day which included dealing with 20kgs of tomatoes, planting - yes you guessed it - strawberries, snow peas, bean and some spuds AND facing Coles at peak holiday panic shopping time. I am now slumped in front of Shaun the Sheep and tucking into a litre of Honeycomb Butterscotch ice-cream.
Oddly, very extremely oddly I find myself a bit gloomy and in need of comfort food this evening. Despite counting the days to the end of the holidays and finding the last week utterly exhausting, the thought of my little girls going off to a new school, Miss 5 in kindergarten and Miss 4 at a new pre-school every day, makes my heart heavy. I guess I'm worried about them settling in, and being okay, and its such a big school and they are both so very little.
I am looking forward to the school years, I think what lies ahead is going to be such fun, and a time when I find a contentment that has eluded me somewhat during the baby years. But my heart is still aching. I hope our girls are going to be okay.