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Gosh, it's so beautiful outside!  The weather forecast is predicting warm weather as far as the eye can see (if you ignore that 17 degree day on Saturday, but relatively speaking 17 degrees isn't really cold anyway)...

In the back of my mind I'm a bit panicky about finishing the manuscript and the exegesis in the next 8 days (haven't heard back from the people who are supposed to be hurriedly giving it a once over for me - must make a call tonight and find out where I stand).

In the back of my mind is the ongoing worry about our financial situation, mostly about the things we can't afford the kids at the moment, like birthday presents for Ari (good opportunity to reassess our values anyway?), and school camping trips for Erik and Luey, and school uniform/bag/hat etc. for Bryn.

In the back of my mind is the nagging unease about the fact that Dave may not even get an interview for a job he is more than qualified to do, and willing to do at a rate below his value, simply because he's over 50.

In the back of my mind is the frustration of probably having to wait until February next year for Dave to sit his drivers test because his instructor is somehow convinced that the ONLY good time for Dave to do it is first thing on a Saturday morning...

In the back of my mind is the anxiety and sheer exhaustion of the thought of having to pack this house up AGAIN and look for another house AGAIN in just another 4 months times (only 7 months since we moved here).

All those things are at the back of my mind, but outside the sun is shining and the sky is the prettiest blue I've seen in months, and I'm going to walk up to our children's school with my husband and my two littlies to pick up our two big boys because I can't help but smile and feel cruisy on a day like today!

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