Still pooped

What a week. Monday - worked. Tuesday - felt dire most of the day and only just managed to keep Oliver fed / reasonably happy. Went to Bath to visit the sister of a friend (over-ambitious but lovely). Yesterday - playgroup, lunch with two playgroup mums, pre-school visit, tea over the road! Today - work (a welcome break!)

Schools! Pre-schools! Nurseries! Aagh. Why does it all have to be so complicated - and expensive? None of the primary schools here offer pre-school so you have to find your own thing. One has been recommended but they only take the little ones for two hours in the afternoon twice a week! Not much use if you're trying to work. We've found a lovely Montessori pre-school, but have no idea how we'd pay for even a day and a half a week unless I work. But what do I do with the little one? Nursery means more money and I'll be lucky if I break even!!

These are the things that swill around my tired mind. And I still have a filthy cold.

I think that's enough whinging (sp?!) for now.