After some much needed closure, I'm mostly back on form.
Lucy and I will remain friends, now that we've cleared the air. And our well-stocked dressing-up boxes and identical dress size is merely a coincidence.
My gran had a nice send off. And although we will all miss her lots, having the worry of the funeral arrangements behind us means we can get on and grieve properly.
My car still makes mysterious noises, but the garage can find no actual physical problems with it.
My optician has not contacted me following my glaucoma test, so I'm hopeful the first test was a blip.
And my birthday was finally celebrated three days late with cake and family. Present highlights include 35mm scale kung-fu schoolgirls, the pop-up Kama Sutra, and a fantastic Lego mecha.
There's still some crap in session (eg my job) but the week from hell is over.
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