Blossoming
I’m frequently amazed by the trivial things that some people get wound up about. Now if you’ll excuse me I must go and sort out my washing pegs. Mr. B has mixed the blue ones up with the lilac ones again!
I learned from my mum about trivial things becoming overwhelming to her. There was always a back story.
She was missing my dad.
She was lonely.
She didn't feel well. It all came out in other ways. She would moan for ages about something silly but the trivial matter would go if I suggested a visit.



. I am feeling guilty enough about how much I spent on the kettle.
