Mind elsewhere…

processing a bottle of wine at the end of a week where I’ve only allowed orange juice and lemonade to pass my lips of an evening (of course I’ve still been drinking meths and cooking sherry during the day, but at night I have abstained ;)) and on a rant about the stuff I’ve watched this week courtesy of HFW and Jamie Oliver about chickens and stuff. Oh and loads of things I have been reading about green lifestyles from a new forum I’ve just joined. Well it’s all stuff for a more lucid moment really, so I’ll try and come back to it. Or save it for the forums. Or start a new blog. Or something :lol:.

I worked today. It was good. I spent some time in a fairly heavyweight – for the library service – discussion with my direct boss and the big boss about income generation, the direction the library should be headed in and stuff like that. When I’m at work I could so easily throw in the whole idea of Home Education and get stuck right in to what I’m doing while I’m there – the opportunities are huge, I could sweep in there with new ideas and thoughts and blow them away and really carve a career for myself. But then I come home and rediscover where my heart lays and remind myself once again that the time is not now, but it will come. It will come. Got some very positive feedback today though and was very chuffed to realise that for my 11 hours a week I am indeed valued and my potential is indeed recognised and there is an element of frustration from my employers that I can’t be there for more hours too. This is not the first time since I ‘chucked it all in to be a stay at home, Home Educating parent’ that I have had people talk to me with an air of ‘you’re wasted’ about them – my ex boss Miranda still regularly rings me up to ask if I am still insisting on not doing all the amazing things professionally and career wise that I could be doing in favour of answering my children’s ‘why?’ questions. However the one thing I do pride myself on is doing whatever it is I am doing at the time properly. And for me, with access to all the information, evidence and proof I have before me, for now, this is doing parenting properly. And currently that is first and foremost what I am, plenty of time for other stuff as and when.

Meanwhile back at home, this morning Julie, Jack and Maisie were here. They did lots of playing (in every room of the house, using every toy we possess judging by the state of the house when I got home :roll:) and they watched Madagascar which Jack and Maisie had caught a glimpse of somewhere yesterday and expressed an interest in seeing so Julie asked if we had it (well duh!) and Davies and Scarlett were thrilled to introduced J and M to the delights of. I prepared them in advance last night to ensure they dwelt on the ‘I like to move it move it’ bit as I am very confident that Chris will particularly appreciate that 😉 :lol:. My Dad was here in the afternoon. When I got home he said Scarlett had told him he was no fun because he’d not played with her enough and he’d then reminded her of all the playing they had done 😆 Love that my children are nagging my Dad to look after them in accordance with their high standards 😆 HFW and Jamie Oliver would be pleased that not only have they broken out of the battery-childhood mould they are free range to the extreme! 😆

As ever when I’ve been at work all day the children were super cuddly so after tea and Ady getting home they stayed up and we watched the double bill of Doctor Who that was on BBC3, which was the Family Of Blood two parter. So I sat with Davies strewn across my lap and Scarlett perched on my shoulders :lol:. I cried, obviously and we talked lots about very young men fighting in the war, telepathy (which led on to hypnosis again) and fortune telling with crystal balls, tarot cards and tea leaves.

I’ve been mightily pissed off by an email buyer today so am exercising supreme self control to not reply to an email in the manner my fingers are twitching to do and am going to bed instead!