I dont like being a grown up

And so the saga continues - unhappiness, solicitors, legal rights, who pays for what, who can claim what from the other. I cannot imagine why folks go through this more than once.  My stress levels this week have been through the roof - a rollercoaster of anger, hurt, sadness and despair. Which minute will find me in which emotion is unknown.
Amyone who knows me will also know this is driving me insane.  I like to plan, know whats ahead, I am flexible about the plan but I still like the security of it being there.
For the last 3 weeks there has been no plan. No certainty ahead except the passage of time.  Going to work is a welcome relief - at least I know what is happening there, I know the plan, the routine even, with all its moving to plan b,c, m, z at least its there.
I am still beavering away with the craft fair idea and am really grateful to my friend Barbara for taking the heaviest part of the load.  Our session on friday making cards went really well and it was a welcome relief to have mindless chatter about nothing inparticular to help sooth my overloaded brain.
Those ladies rock ! I felt cared about and loved - such welcome feelings amidst such negative ones.
One of my closest friends is ill in hospital and despite the horrors she is facing she sent her hubby to join us crafting too.  Its hard to keep sight of in these rollercoaster days but i am quite blessed - especially with the lovely folks who surround me and uphold me with their friendship.

Thanks for stopping by - sorry there is no cheery news to share.

Janet x