Trying to endure.

Today I cried because I couldn't find one of Andréa's mittens. An ordinary day I would just take another one and don't bother to much about her having two non matching mittens but today I just broke down. Two days completely alone with the girls, most of the time inside the apartment, has made it's mark. Besides crying over a lost mitten we baked around 50 saffron buns. Flour all over the kitchen and a very upset Andréa that I forbid to participate in the end because she couldn't stop eating the dough. Then H called and announced that he's not coming around lunchtime tomorrow as I thought, but just before supper time which right in that moment felt like he was going to come a whole day later... Almost...

Lovisa liked to make them round with lots of raisins...

Now I will try to endure the last night alone by cleaning up our usual mess, folding clean clothes while sipping on a glass of red whine. Wohoooo!!!