Baby Steps

However well you think you’re doing, there’s always that day when you end up going backwards.

As it transpires, things weren’t nearly as bad as I thought they were, but a compounding of factors (early morning, migraine) and a massive child flashpoint had me lying flat on my face and wanting the World to just fuck off.  Some days, try as you might, nothing goes right.

I’d wanted to write far more today than I have, but instead I’m chalking today off as a bad idea.