Hey again, world. I’ve been a bit absent for a while. There’s a lot of stuff going on in my life: some bad, but some good as well. I mostly haven’t had the energy to do anything. My exhaustion is getting ridiculous.
We now have a total of six lambs, one who has to be bottle fed because her mum won’t let her. It’s really sad, but – not gonna lie – I love being her second Mum. As I can’t work, I’m around most of the time, so she’s my responsibility. Here’s my little baby. I called her Nancy, and she’s three weeks today.
We’ve also had a barn raising (!) with my dad and five friends. I wasn’t allowed to help, which I hate. Hate hate hate. But I’m not ‘physically well enough.’ So, I sat around on my arse for four days whilst they burnt a million calories, as well as having tons of fun. Oh God, I know it was major hard work, but I wanted to be a part of it.
The old me would have been.
But, I did something sort of amazing. I don’t/didn’t want anyone to make a big deal out of it, because it’s so personal, but… well, my arms actually saw sunlight for the first time in seven years! That’s right: I’ve worn long sleeves, however hot, for the last seven years. And I had a few days when it was warm enough for a t-shirt. Thank God that no one said anything about them. They’re scarred, and almost luminous white, and my elbows are bigger than the tops of my arms and… they’re not pretty. I know that. But no one said a thing.
I couldn’t be more grateful.
Right, I need to give Nancy her 06:45 feed, so I’ll post more. Soon I hope. I know I need to.