later that day.....

Its gone.  That FUNK. It wasn't a good funk.  Anyway.  Its gone.  A combination of positive thinking, distraction by having a purposeful activity to do (yup, work does have some very good outcomes, not just cash) and a bit of a vent / let it all out to my friend.  As I spoke it was at once, real and painful but also it lessened and became less pressing and less important.  And by the time I got home it had gone.  I have an extremely busy day tomorrow.  Playgroup (an early start for us!  we are getting used to Bub's little lie ins and a general lolling about drinking tea in bed these days!) followed by lunch with a couple of mummy friends down at Pizza Express (yes we are taking the Bub's with us, why else would us mum's choose PE as an outing location) and then its French class for Bub.  And then race home, collect art work and race out to the Nightingale Theatre where there is a show on - produced my Mothers Uncovered and which has quite a few friends involved as actors and recitalists and poets too I believe.  I am exhibiting some of my portraits - I am guessing in the foyer area, but I have no idea what the set up is until I get there.  Annoyingly my new Moo mini cards have not arrived yet.  Fingers crossed they get here tomorrow.