I have been feeling really rough these last couple of weeks. I feel really tense all the time and can't sleep properly at night time which just leaves me exhausted. We had Olivia and Evie over last week which was nice but very, very tiring. I got to do lots of fun things with the children over half term but as soon as we stopped the activity I just began to feel tense and anxious again. I feel like I have been on a constant state of alert for ages and I don't really know why.
Church is really getting me down right now and I wish that there was a way to stop going without upsetting Lewis. I told our Relief Society president that I didn't want to go visiting teaching and I didn't want visiting teachers. I assume she has received my message, but she has not once asked if I'm ok, if there is anything that she can do and the same goes for my Bishop, my home teachers or pretty much everyone else at Church (not the Gilberts of course). They call themselves Christians but they are the worst examples I have ever come across. I wish I had remained at the Church of England because they are so much nicer. What makes me really sad is that the Church is not like this everywhere, just here in the Hull Stake. Bolton ward was such a wonderful place to be and I miss it terribly. I know for sure my Bishop there would have been pounding our door down to see what he could do if we so much as looked sad on a Sunday.
I'm also still waiting for my test results and that just sucks!
I am looking forward to Caitlin's birthday on Friday, and especially when she sees what her present is I think she will be thrilled to pieces.













