And breathe...

...The meh-ness continues. I can block it out if I keep busy - like very, very, very busy - but if I sit down for anything more than three minutes the panic kicks in.
This is not helped by the boy being uber whingey and the baby being uber clingy. Admittedly they are probably picking up on my mood so now I have the meh-ness AND the guilt that I am mentally damaging my children.

I do, however, feel over the moon that Jumping in Puddles has hit the top ten. There is a nice voice that is running through my head saying "three times bestselling author Claire Allan" over and over which is comforting. It is certainly less annoying than the voice which is trying to shout over it going "crappity crappity crap crap" over and over.

I've booked to have my angel cards read on Sunday.  I am hoping that lifts me from my funk.

Any other ideas?