The TV is on and there are agile, immensely strong young men whirling around rings and bars as I speak. Falling off more than I expected too. I am with Barb here - I have no idea what the new scores mean. Bring back the old 10s or 9s or 8s. Those I knew.
I have been up since 4 something. Today is Results Day. The day the A level results are announced for all the school leavers in England and Wales. The day you find out if you have achieved the levels you need to get into the universities of choice. The day that essentially decides your future. Or for the next 3-4 years anyway. Sigh. I am a wreck. He, the son, on the other hand, is asleep. It doesn't matter how many times you have been through this with your other children, it never gets any easier. I just so want his dreams to come true for him. It has been a difficult few years.
The manicure was wonderful. I also discovered that they do a shoulder neck and scalp massage........ oh what a wonderful thought. It is supposed to be a stress buster. I absolutely love having the head massage when I go to the hair salon. You know when they wash your hair and then massage the conditioner in??? Just leave me there. Bliss. The absolute best part. And just think - I could go and have a shoulder neck and scalp massage for 30 minutes!
Unfortunately I would need a sizeable increase in my bank balance to do that. Groan. But it is all possible. Dreams are all possible. Otherwise they would be nightmares. 9.30 this morning would be a good time to have the stress busted. Right now would be even better. Maybe chocolate would work.......
By 9, I will have paced miles, which is not good for the knee, which is not good for the prospect of going back to work, which is not good for other stuff like financial survival, which means that I should not pace. So here I am writing drivel instead.
Now where did I put that chocolate.......
The son awoke, came downstairs and said - let me check tracker on the UCAS site. So I paced a little faster around the kitchen, and then his arms went up in the air and the grin split his face wide open, and he is IN!!! We don't know his results yet, but his place at Canterbury is CONFIRMED!!!! He is going to his first choice university in September, and this Mum is waltzing about the kitchen. Hmmm. WHO CARES!!!!!!
I AM SO PROUD OF HIM!!!!!