Finally, after 2 days of being blown around like paper people, the wind has stopped. My 3 year old noticed this morning that the trees, at last, were still. "The wind's blowing carefully now Mummy".
I have been working all morning. In the end I couldn't ignore the hunger pangs any longer..there in the fridge was a cup of bright orange home made squash soup, begging to be microwaved and administered as a pick-me-up.
I have put down on paper all the things that have been flying around in my head for the last 2 days. No more post-it notes here there and everywhere. I feel better and like I have actually DONE something.