to the tune of ‘Smoke gets in your eyes’.
Ady had meetings today so couldn’t take Davies and Scarlett which meant I had to beg childcare off my Dad. I know he doesn’t mind and one of the many things I adore about my Dad is he will either say yes or no to a request and then stand by his decision. If my Mum had rearranged things to accomodate helping me I’d never hear the end of it, Dad had clearly fiddled with his day but once he was here he was here and had no plans to be anywhere else. There is much about my Dad that is far from perfect but if I hope to emulate anyone in life it is often him.
We had no bread for lunch so while Davies and Scarlett were eating breakfast I dashed round the shop to get some. I got caught by David the Thank you Neighbour on the way back who insisted on kissing me on the cheek and then engaged me in a ‘resident of Osborne Drive’ moan about parking. It felt like ages before I escaped.
Dad arrived and I made him a coffee before heading off to work. I’ve no real idea what they all did all day, I know Scarlett did some wallpaper stripping but by the time I got home after 6pm Ady had been home for a couple of hours, fed them and was wallpaper stripping.
I unpacked my bag of a few interesting things from work – the latest adaptation of A Christmas Carol (very Polar Express), another Cressida Cowell audiobook and some plasticine for the kids as promised when we chucked out some manky old plasticine last weekend.
Work was fine, a few laughs, some good news for a couple of higher up the food chain colleagues who have got promotion in the latest round of ‘I’m a Librarian, get me to those books’ but I confess to a real lack of interest any more. It’s so very quiet, there is no point in trying to drum up enthusiasm for new initiatives, I’m ready to move on.
I joined in with the wallpaper stripping and felt all of my nearly 37 years stretching and bending after being on my feet all day. Being active is one thing but standing on the spot is quite another. All done though, just pushing furntiture to the centre of each room on Saturday morning in some rooms while I’m at work and Sunday morning before we go for the bedrooms and Dad can come in and do magnolia-ising while we’re away.
We stuck on the film while Ady and I finished wallpaper stripping so that everyone has the storyline fresh in their mind tomorrow. Davies and Scarlett had said hearing the story of Midsummer Nights Dream the night before had really helped them focus on the minute by minute enjoyment of the live production without worrying so much about following the plot and whilst I doubt a production of Christmas Carol will have much in the way of complicated plot it will be good to be more familiar with the story.
The kids went to bed, I had a bath and then cooked a curry while Ady did the last of the clearing up in the lounge resulting in a very late dinner. No surprise there then 😉
Really looking forward to camp and really wishing I had an extra day with nothing happening between now and then…