He has a dental x-ray tomorrow, and I'm really hoping it's good news there as well.
There have been a couple of other hiccups this week. A trip to the vet for the guinea pig, and what we thought was a little boiler problem that turned out to be a big boiler problem that will be hugely expensive to repair. And the boiler is only about eighteen months old. Yesterday it all felt a bit overwhelming, but today things are looking brighter somehow. None of this money stuff is the end of the world is it? It's hard, but there are so many worse things. So I feel on a little more of an even keel.
I've taken the little people out a bit, to parks and the allotment. We haven't stayed out for ages, as the biggest boy has been staying at home. He's allowed to wander around a bit more now though, so I shall lever him into the car and we'll get out and about where we can.
The littlest boy is back on wheels. I've been shouting, "Be careful" a bit more than normal.
I'm trying to be a bit more relaxed about the allotment. It will get tidied up eventually, after a fashion. In the meantime there are odd bits of produce to be had, which we're appreciating. And I'm remembering how lucky I am to be tending this little plot of land, growing vegetables here where people have been doing the same for nearly five hundred years. I love the sense of history about the place. How I'd love to step back in time and see the people who were there before me.
It's a privilege to be a part of this land, and I'm happy we have it in our lives.