This morning was packing up clothes for me and the kids. I had half planned to chop some wood but never quite got to it. Quite possibly because although I woke up at 8am (early for me, especially at this time of year when it is barely light still at that time) I read my book for an hour or so in bed and got really immersed in it – it made me cry 🙁 A story based around two husbands in hospital so quite possibly a bit close to home, or to Glasgow!
I did try on every pair of jeans in the wardrobe – somehow I was up to about 10 pairs, some are too small, some are too large and about half are just right, Goldilocks stylee. All are second hand from ebay / charity shops but it turns out that a Next bootcut in my size is still not necessarily going to fit. I packed up our clothes and spent some time writing out contact details and our travel plans for Jen then tidied up the bookcase and shelves a bit. Davies was sorting out his own jeans mountain (8 pairs but only 2 fit!) while Scarlett was painting, for once we were not having clothes related arguments! Our periods have completely synced which potentially means Davies and Ady will probably move out for a week each month, but probably better to get it out of the way in one dire hit rather than have two weeks of hormonal hell!
We had lunch and were listening to some interesting radio stuff – one about film soundtracks which Davies was really interested in and another about a man with Motorneuron Disease who had died this week. I thought it was the guy who had written an article in the Barefoot Diary journal that I write for but looked up his article and found it was not. That was really sad 🙁 As was the article written in BD 🙁
Ady was busy doing practical outsidey stuff to prepare for our trip off. The deal is supposed to be that I make it happen with all the planning and logistics and organising and he does all the physical stuff for it. Somehow despite me spending hours organising it and him just a couple of days beforehand he seems to feel put upon that he has done more… I think I am just more efficient at managing my workload 😉
I went down to Fliss’ for Crafternoon and had a lovely couple of hours with Fliss, Ali and Debs. Fliss and I were talking, firstly about books I had read before we came travelling – Moneyless Man, No Impact Man, How I lived on £1 a day, Treehouse Diaries etc. Then we had a really interesting discussion about law, justice and punishment. I’ve never really given much thought to our justice system as an adult although it was part of my A level sociology 🙂 In talking today I realised that my attitudes to punishments via parenting don’t really translate and Fliss had some really interesting thoughts. Came home and talked to Davies about it as I love the different perspective teens have on these sort of subjects. Must talk about it more with him and Scarlett. Davies is a real deep ponderer but comes out with some wise words, Scarlett can construct a really good rational argument – her and Ady were talking for ages the other day about tagging wild animals for scientific research purposes.
Ady came to pick me up as he had driven down to collect some laundry and do a rubbish run to the skip, we swung by the shop for mozzarella cheese but there was none so I bought both feta and haloumi to go on pizza, neither cut it 🙁 sometimes only mozzarella will do! Davies had had his shower but the boiler had gone out and neither of them could get it re-lit so Scarlett had not. Ady stripped the boiler down and cleaned some bits of it which seems to have done the trick so I brushed Scarlett’s hair, did the News From Rum report for the West Word  and made dinner.