Dark days

15.11.12.

Today's low was an incident that involved me cutting the fleshy part of the palm of my hand quite badly with 'safety' scissors during a lesson. It bled so much I had to go and get it dealt with at 'Welfare'.

The days and constant lessons are blurring into one. I had yet another meeting after work. The boy has not eaten his tea at nursery all week. He was borderline hysterical again and seems to have developed a fear of the dark. Today's #366 picture only captures a smile because Dexter LOVES lights - a camera flash being a particular favourite.

There's a long winter ahead of us, baby.