Weekend Round-up

I had a packed weekend, that, in retrospect, has me beside myself with worry.

 

Basically, I wrote a list on Friday night of tasks that I wanted to achieve and I went through it, knocking off pretty much everything that was there. I did a lot of German vocabulary & another module (so I’m now slightly ahead of schedule, thank goodness – I can now reduce the daily grind to only 3 nights a week, rather than the 6 nights a week), I cleaned the garden (front & back), shopped, cleaned, ironed, did a lot of house-related paperwork, and then rounded off the weekend with a very pleasant meal at a (very good) Chinese restaurant, at C’s request.

 

And I am almost throwing up with worry.

 

You see, I used some really powerful weed killer on the back garden on Sunday night, just before we went out, and I definitely got some of it on my hands. I washed them several times afterwards (heck, I washed my hands what, 6 times?, and then had a full shower and clothes change), but I since went out with C to the restaurant and I am beside myself with concern that I’ve somehow poisoned C & Fiver through my actions. I appreciate, rationally, that the quantity of toxins we’re talking about here are homeopathic, but the fear remains. This is the first trimester, why in the name of all that is holy did I mess around with weed killer in the first trimester. And why didn’t I use gloves?

 

I feel so stupid at my actions that I could just curl up and cry in shame. What if I’ve hurt Fiver?

 

And how can I live with myself if I have?

 

S