One of my favourite childhood books, and so apt for today! Just substitute "Melissa" for "Alexander"... |
Mostly, the dropped balls have been very minor.
Unfortunately, the thing that I dropped the ball on today was unable not quite so minor. Nor could it be resolved.
I also have some fantastic colleagues who were happy to listen to my near hysterical "oh fuck, what do I do now" rant.
And I have my amazing Husband who, when I called him at work, almost in tears and said "I've dropped the ball, it's not the first time. I think I've really fucked up and I don't know what to do...", replied with a "Everything will be fine Babe. It's probably not as bad as you think. And when you get home I will be there to give you a big cuddle."
Ok, he didn't say the last bit. But I know that it was exactly what he meant - one of the joys of being with someone for so long; sometimes you don't always have to use words.
There is also some delicious red wine waiting for me at home too, which helps.
So today has been a bad day, but there is still plenty of time for it to get better!!
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Who do you turn to when you've dropped the ball?
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