RMB - Time Takes Time
I have a swear
To put the past behind me
And if I fail
May the world remind me
That i know who i am
Where i should be
Where i'm going
What I could be
Well, time takes time
And love takes love
And time takes time
Hubby's operation scheduled for tomorrow has been cancelled and is rescheduled for Thursday April 30th. it is not the hospital's fault, the norovirus closed at least one ward last week and of course, there is a knock-on effect.
The critical timing is way off - I have 44 days and 3 essay assignment, a mini dissertaion and a AIS portfolio to hand in. All of which can be described as either non-started, or at the 'half-arsed' stage. We can't afford to be mucked about too much as it does not do either of our psyches any good.
Because my car is kaput, I still need a car whilst Hubby is in hospital. So, I have taken out his car for the first time in 10 years.
Should I tell him that it bounced like a bunny through the gears, or that it goes like poo off a paddle on the straight? Hmm...decisions, decisions.
* heehee *
Just kidding....