We all slept well but didn’t seem to feel any the better for it this morning. Scarlett woke up coughing just before my alarm was due to go off. She didn’t actually want to get out of bed though so I went back to bed for ten minutes too. Davies came and joined me and answered the phone when Ady rang to say good morning.
We all got dressed and headed off to collect Lucy, R and R, I dropped them all back here and headed off to work. One of those mornings which felt like I’d already done the day’s work before I got there and it was almost a relief to arrive and be told what to do with my time by someone else. I had a slightly dissatisfying conversation with a colleague about HE – she has four children and is very child-focussed so I expected her to understand if not agree with the whole thing and have been waiting for the conversation to take place as she was the last remaining colleague to have not mentioned it. Instead we ended up dwelling on the (perceived) negatives with me feeling a) slightly defensive and trying hard not to let that come across and b) utterly bored and exhausted of explaining the same point over again for the nth time in recent weeks. There was recently a thread on an internet forum I’m on about HE and whether it should be more governed which left me feeling much the same way. Frustrated that people either couldn’t get what I was saying, or at the very least seem to want to try and simulataneously wish that I could just exchange the name of my children’s school with other parents instead of being different. Really hard to argue the point of how great HE is when actually you have had a bad week with your school age child being around all the time, you are tired and would like nothing more, right now, than to have packed them off to school secure in the knowledge that you are not relying on a variety of childcare made up of favours so that you can go to work. Yep, one of those days. All compounded by the realisation that having thought I’d sorted childcare for next week I hadn’t realised that actually I am on a full day course on Thursday a 20 miles drive away with no childcare options and Ady ringing me at lunchtime to tell me he was going to be away again all that day. Think it is sorted now, and of course my parents get back at the end of next week which should get things back to some sort of normal again. I remember waiting for life to return to normal after having Davies and then realising that actually it never did, you just found a new normal. The same thing happened with Scarlett was born, when we moved to Manchester, when we moved back, when we started down the path to HE. What feels to me like normal life nowadays is such a far cry from what I would have ever considered normal 5 years ago or even anticipated as possible. So I’m not waiting for things to get back to normal really, just waiting for our ‘new normal’ to show itself perhaps.
Otherwise I had a good day at work with a couple of phonecalls home. I was praised for being super quick and efficient at several tasks and enjoyed some banter with some of the regular customers who are starting to become familiar faces to me, as I imagine I am to them. I wore new (to me – ebay) boots to work and at lunchtime was surprised to realise they were not hurting, but by 3pm they were really rubbing. I recall at least two jobs in the past where saying you were tired or your feet hurt were really looked down on, infact stating I was tired having been getting up at 5am to be in central London for two full weeks was cited as one of the reasons for my parting company with one very short lived employer. So when I mentioned my new boots were rubbing a bit to my boss I immediately wished I could take the words back. I went off to tea with her sympathetic words ringing in my ears and came back to find she’d found me some tasks to do sitting down! 😯 Oh it’s such a different environment to what I’m used to – these people seem almost human! 😆
I came home and repaid Ali for Davies and Scarlett minding with a shared bottle of red wine, vegan suitable snacks (oh and bacon flapjacks made with lard! 😉 ) and then gave viewing of my two wedding outfit choices for Ady and Ali to vote on with new upholstery underwear. Ali chose the same one as me, leaving Ady alone in his selection, which I think clinches it really. Although I may end up bringing both and dashing round the hotel in the morning getting random people to vote too :lol:.
Ady took Ali and Freya home, I got the children ready for bed, Scarlett fell asleep and Davies came back downstairs again. 🙄 He started to develop a rash (hives like, itchy, allergic reaction to something rash) at lunchtime and Lucy administered drugs, it had subsided a fair bit when I got home but has since gotten worse again this evening. He has had it before and it is clearly a Davies specific reaction to something rather than any sort of contagious thing which may or may not have totally disappeared by the morning. So he sat with us while we had dinner and watched property programmes before going up to bed when Ady did. And I’m about to join them myself.
Well I haven’t got anythng to wear!
Comment by layla — 26 January 2007 @ 9:34 am
You’re welcome to use one of the alternative dresses before I re-ebay them, but they’ll hang off you 😆
Comment by Nic — 26 January 2007 @ 9:55 am
I need to go shopping. I’m waiting until my mum and dad are here so I can escape alone!
Miss you today.
Comment by Roslyn — 26 January 2007 @ 2:26 pm
I love the ‘Lucy administered drugs’ sentence. There was a time where I happily administered injections on a daily basis and I really miss the kick I got from the whole hyperdermic needle thing.
Comment by Lucy — 26 January 2007 @ 5:27 pm
Ah… wonder if i can blame my childrens horridness on this illnesss?
Comment by Merry — 26 January 2007 @ 11:04 pm