The first day of the rest of my life*

Well, there's a cliche that turns out to be a universal truth. Sid started full-time school yesterday - well, I say full time, but for the first week the newbies do part-days, until next Tuesday, when actually she starts full-time school. Nevertheless, yesterday was The Day. And that thing they say about three being as easy as two? Uh-uh. No way. Exponentially harder, in my view. And the whole business where Getting Dressed turns into a Thing? That's a girl Thing, right? I mean, dear Heaven, she has all the necessary items of clothing ready the night before - everything she needs to GET DRESSED after breakfast, and it still takes her ages. Ages. So apart from the extra yelling, and the fact that they all start their school days in the morning now, actually nothing has changed.

But it will.

In other news, because I know you really want to know this, The Jumper is all sewn up. Purty, ain' it? Sleeves a tad long, I know, so we will ALL refrain from making jokes about the callouses on my DD's knuckles thank you very much. BUT there is another side to this. Literally.


Will you look at how many b****y ends I have to sew in! And I've already done a whole bunch. Is it any wonder I've moved onto the next project?

Oh - and I tried it on Sid, looking forward to her comments (on three months of work. Three months.) She said, and I quote, 'It's itchy.'


*Yesterday. I know. But, frankly, I was too busy playing QBZ.