We all wear masks to put out to others who we want to be in their eyes, and forget who we really are because it might not be perfect?

Lincoln got to choose the film whole his sister was away in Germany and when he suggested The Mask we were all happy full of steak and chips.

Jamie and I discussed motorhomes while watching a show about them after the film, and we agreed that we could do anything if we had an RV it would be our ideal lifestyle just being together.

We don’t need masks to be together we are so happy in each others company warts and all I would love to be couped up in a van with her forever.

Reagan left this morning for Germany her first foreign trip on her own, another sign she is growing up far too quick. The trip was organised by the church as an introduction to the youth of missionary work by packing light and still being able to enjoy

She was nervous about leaving us but also excited for the adventure, Mommy dropped her off at the airport and she was off, well in to the airport at least and in true Reagan fashion was asking for money on her GoHenry card so she could buy lunch when their flight was delayed.

The delay meant they missed their connection in Amsterdam and to make matters worse their luggage didn’t make it on to the rearranged flight so although they made it to Germany and were having a ball in the rain in Hamburg tonight they are without the little they packed anyway!

Like yesterday ended today began and people were still losing their shit over a problem that has been there for months. Easy enough to cure but takes time to configure but no need to panic!

Always a great day if Mommy is coming home and I for one always look forward to seeing her, Lincoln does too but a short trip like this one when he’s asleep on the couch he s OK staying home while I go to the station to get her. Reagan on the other hand has already prioritised being with her mates over seeing Mommy and absolutely get that because at 13 there’s always tomorrow so she left for a sleep over at dinnertime.

As I drove to Crewe train station she messaged me to say the train had stopped and would be 20 minutes late so I parked on B&Q car park to wait. As I sat there I got a panicked phone call from work saying “all private sensitive scans were all now public, it’s a disaster, what are you going to do about it?”

I was like calm the fuck down the 3500+ scans you refer to have been public for months what has happened is I have tidied them up into separate folders and you lot are losing your shit thinking something has gone wrong and need someone to blame but in actual fact me sorting stuff out highlighted an existing problem.

The reason I did it was someone complained that the “communal scans folder” was a mess…being proactive does not work anymore!

It was always going to be tough today because I was going to be in the same room as someone I do not particularly like and just be professional and do the job I am paid for, setting aside my feelings.

I managed it with ease (I think) just cracking on as soon as I arrived and engaged with everyone in the place as upbeat and smoozy as I would on the phone but in full view of “our guests” and didn’t really engage with “him” apart from when required and just kept brief and professional

I walked away knowing today I did what I had to do and did it with my head held high. The worst part was last night when I struggled to sleep subconsciously worrying which happens to me when I am about to enter the unknown but hey ho that’s just me…

There is no-one on this earth (not including our children) I would rather spend time with is Jamie the person who chooses to be with me too. Just being with her no matter what we’re doing makes me happy, when we are together I am happiest but I know she needs to travel both professionally and for leisure, especially, and I know supporting her in everyway including being apart makes her happy and us stronger!

Being appreciated is not why I wake up every day, but it sure does make me feel good, so I’ll take it. This note was under my pillow tonight as I went to bed alone with Jamie in London on business, living it large in Kensington swimming in the hotel pool and sipping wine (not at the same time). Visiting the city scraches that city girl itch for her and I am certain fulfils her more than she might admit and we video chat while she is there too so we are fine too!

Took the old soilpipe that had been sat on the yard, fully double bagged, to Pimms Lane Recycling centre unannounced because I had called four times but no-one answered the phone. On arrival I asked the high viz brigade where I needed to put the bags I had and then the moaning began. “You’ve got what” “Skips full” “You should have called first” blah blah fucking blah

I just need you to do your job mate that’s all, is there room and if there is just show me where to dump this and I’ll be off.

Eventually under massive durress, this guy slowly, like it was a massive inconvenience, wandered over to the asbestos skip with this bunch of keys to see if there is room for mine. I had to endure watching this bloke try keys like it was a bushtucker trial in slow motion. He finally beckoned me over and stood as I struggled to put the cargo into the skip chuneriing “we’re not aloud to help because its asbestos”

They’re a different breed tip employees and very annoying when all you want to do is the right thing ffs?

After last years failed attempt at having contact lenses fitted Reagan finally succeeded and obtained her first set which she was very pleased with, especially since we had seen over the last few months her not wearing her glasses more and more. This was vanity not that her sight had miraculously become better, it was a 13 year old girl becoming aware of how she looks and believing glasses were not trendy.

Reagan had gone horse riding and got her out of the house, but I found Lincoln laying on the couch at around 10:30am this morning and suggested he should go see Nannie. It was a glorious day and there was no reason to be couped up in the house and he agreed immediately, getting dressed and after discussing with me the route he should take he left to walk to visit her. I am sure it made her day to have him turn up at the door something both kids should do more often especially on days like today!

Making stuff work for free was the order of the day for me, being allowed to do my job and being appreciated for it felt good. It can be so easy if I am allowed…

Mommy on the other hand seems to be struggling to keep her head above water in her job no matter what she does, but as I tried to point out she can only work at 100% there is nothing beyond that. If you try then you’re missing the point…!