cos the alternative is too bloody awful to contemplate 😆
Yesterday was pretty good, lovely roast pork at lunchtime, did a massive overhaul of Davies’ bedroom, got rid of piles of crap, stashed loads more stuff in the loft space, finally said goodbye to some toys I’ve been trying to edge out for years and got it ready for having guests to stay in with plenty of floor space. It needs redecorating but that’ll have to wait until I get the urge or we’re away and Dad does it. Then I did the same to Tarly’s room. Got all her Barbie furniture in a wooden crate which makes it look really tidy, took great pleasure in putting all her Barbies into a big box like a cardboard coffin, got shot of some stuff and cleared out under her bed. There is still stuff under the bed but now it is arranged there ready to get out and play with rather than serving as another cupboard. She has a slat bed which I’d put together upside down so the slats were on the bottom of the frame rather than the top. It made sense at the time as there is a recess that way for the mattress to drop into but as two of the slats have broken it is clearly not the designed way. So we took it apart and put it back together again mending the slats at the same time. So the house feels sort of spring cleaned inasmuch as every room has had crap and clutter removed or at least sorted through in the last few weeks.
Today started badly, when I got up there was a massive puddle of water and soggy loo roll (just tap water and on a mat so not dreadful but still the first thing I saw as I came downstairs) and the lounge floor was a sea of videos that Davies had tried to use as building blocks for something. So they set about tidying up those messes while I got some washing sorted, then they messed about over their breakfast and faffed about over getting dressed. Outside I discovered the blue box men hadn’t taken a heap of cardboard we’d left out for collection 🙄 they always leave at least one token thing in the box, a single envelope or one plastic bottle for some reason.
The children were really squabbly in the back of the car which always drives me insane so when we ground to a halt on the road over the downs with traffic infront as far as the eye could see I knew my limited supply of patience was running low. We sat for over half an hour with most of the cars infront of us turning round and double backing, but we were probably only a mile or so from group and although I know an alternative route it would take the best part of an hour and use up loads of petrol so I decided we were so close we might as well sit it out. By then enough cars had gone by that we were close enough to see a lorry had collided with a motorbike and about 10 emergency services vehicles were on the scene dealing with it. The road finally reopened after I’d reduced both children to tears and assured them as soon as we were out of the traffic jam we’d be going school uniform shopping ready for them to start school tomorrow 😆
Group was good, they made masks with letter stickers, feathers and sequins then they joined in with running around and general craziness. Ali and Freya were there so that pleased them as it’s been weeks since we saw them last. There were membership cards being made and laminated too so I made one each for us as the children didn’t want to it themselves. It was most amusing this week to walk in and find laminating and membership numbers, mission statements and Allie with a clipboard happening at MM 😆 all very official ;).
The children were equally as squabbly on the way home and in concentrating on keeping them in line rather than the speedo I screamed past a speed check which I’m fairly sure would have clocked me doing around 80 :(. I guess if I get the points and fine then it will at least be the third self inflicted annoyance in a week (buggering up my blog, sending an ebay parcel to the wrong address which then got lost and I had to give a refund for and now a speedy ticket) so I can finally put my own ability to cock up behind me and start to focus on always being right again ;).
We got home and the children were fairly contrite, we had cuddles and they promised to behave this afternoon which they have more than managed to do. I’ve sat quietly and drunk tea while they played together really nicely and harmoniously. Guess I wouldn’t value that if they did it all the time so maybe we need to take the crap with the good eh? My parents flew off for three weeks yesterday with my Mum ringing me in the morning and asking me to keep an eye on my brother (who is 3o!!!) and to ring my granny at least once a week as she is poorly (having flown back from a month in Amercia for Christmas she’s gone down with what sounds to me like no more than a bad cold – wonder if she asked Frazer to keep an eye on me alone with my two children with Ady away this week, or Granny to ring me to check I am ok – I suspect not. Sometimes it’s shite being the capable one :lol:)
Off to walk Davies round to Beavers in a minute, forced to stay without me on just week two by me needing to take Tarly with us and not being willing to sit and try and keep ger quiet in the hall while all the lads run around playing. So we’re walking him there and then going back in an hour, think I’ll read her some stories while we’re home along which will negate the need to read them to her at bedtime 🙂 I’m hoping for an early night for them both tonight so I can have a very long bath and pretend it’s not Monday so I can drink anyway 😉
I will come with wine and fiddly bits and once you have soothed me for the M25 and getting lost i will sooth you right back 🙂
Comment by Merry — 15 January 2007 @ 6:29 pm
I got mine close to tears on the way home by questioning him endlessly about the ‘missing boot’ incident at the end of MMs. Now feel really crap for not trusting him. I will have to email everyone to ask them to ask their kids if they know ANYTHING about a missing suede boot. If not it looks like the group will have to offer to fund a new pair, as they were a xmas pressie so almost brand new.
I am in a similar run of crap luck and stress. Will follow your example and decide to cheer up too!
Comment by Allie — 15 January 2007 @ 6:53 pm
sounds like a deal Merry 🙂
Oh no Allie, that was just starting to become a lost boot issue as we left but didn’t realise it was a serious one. S looked utterly blankly at me when asked and Davies started a long explanation about seeing a boot in the sports hall but not knowing whether it belonged to anyone and not being able to ask as they were all outside and he wasn’t allowed outside 😆 which I assume means he actually knew and saw nothing 😉 – certainly no signs of guiltiness or knowledge about it here. Hope it turns up.
Let’s all report back with a better day tomorrow eh?
Comment by Nic — 15 January 2007 @ 7:39 pm