A lot of shouting – Thursday 7th November 2024

A lot of shouting

I did a lot of shouting yesterday. It was that sort of day. Obviously, I shouted at the builders. That’s just one of those everyday things. When I went for my swimming lesson, I shouted in the car park because I was waiting and feeling impatient to get it over with. That part of the day actually went very well. The lady made me go faster this week, which in some ways I found better. It didn’t give me so much time to think about the fact that my legs were being dragged in the other direction from where my body wanted to go.

Then I shouted because Dad said goodbye to me and I didn’t want him to go. I wanted Mum to tell him he couldn’t go and had to stay with us. Mum had to leave what she was doing, even though she was in the middle of a phone call. She reassured me that Dad would only be away for twenty-four hours and he had to go for his job.

A quiet evening

I was quiet for the rest of the evening sulking. It was one of those times when Mum had another work call, which meant there was no one to entertain me. I really miss Dad when he’s not here. It’s not that I don’t love Mum. It’s more that because she’s always with me I can take her for granted. You know how things go. If she isn’t there then I really notice it, but that doesn’t happen often.

Once Mum has finished some work this morning we’re going to spend the afternoon outside in the garden working. We’re back on to hedge cutting. Mum did want to cut the grass but it’s much too wet to do that. It doesn’t look likely to dry out either.

Love

Wilma

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