..and now it's over.
That's good. Maybe it's something in the water, maybe not; but Easter didn't shine my shoes this year. I did nice things, saw nice people, even took some photos...
It's true to say life is somewhat the same for us, regardless of which day of the week it is. The iron-clad timetable of carers in, three times a day; M's daily routine etc which must be fitted into the carer and pharmacological routine, is also pretty rigid.
Maybe I need to work on floppy?
Currently waiting for good cooking smells to fill the flat (corned beef in red wine, anyone?) and my personal fabbo-meter to register a small ~eep~.
Maybe next year...
Teambuilding Tip 6
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