Feeling distinctly average...

...which I suppose is a good thing.

Status Report: Fragile
I'm still sensitive and I think it's too early to relax. It feels like the bubble of calm surrounding me is very brittle and flimsy. That it could be pricked and burst at any time.

In Other News:
Vain Sharp Major returned to school today (not flooded, fortunately) and was surprisingly upset last night, saying that she didn't know why she couldn't just spend all her time with us. It was quite sweet really. I agree with her as well. I'd much rather spend all day playing with my kids than going to work - especially if the world DOES end tomorrow. (In a paranoid moment, I have worried that if I am at work, and my two girls and VSM are all separate from each other, we'll all die without the ones we love. Hopefully it wont come ot that, obviously!)

Certainly it seems mad that we spend 75% of our time away from the people we care about, doing stuff we don't really want to do for people we probably wouldn't really mix with given a choice. My parents retired in their mid 50's and now spend most of their time doing what they like (apart from whatever childcare we can rope them into). Good on 'em - I don't think early retirement is going to be much of an option for my generation.

Of course I did my best to talk her round - she'll see her friends, she's a big Year Two now, and it's likely that Vain Sharp Minor will join her school nursery in January. She gave in in the end - so the sensible, mature adult won the day. Vain SHarp Minor cried when being dropped off at Nursery, just to complete the effect too.

In all honesty, whilst I know that education and socialising is essential, there's a big part of me that just wanted to agree with her. I just want to say "You're right - lets all stay home tomorrow and have a big cuddle and watch The Simpsons together". But she'll be at school, with all the other drones.

Let's just hope that her being there isn't the end of the world after all.