Well, I survived the solo weekend. Pretty well in fact. It was lovely to catch up with friends and family. It was lovely to lock the door and tune out the world early on both nights and just be with my girls.
Skip came home surprisingly chipper and unstinky from his boys weekend. We even managed to have a really lovely family lunch just the four of us.
The only bad thing was that the girls developed a feral cough that hacked through the night keeping them (and me) awake. Last night was a shocker. It was about 1am before I managed to get any sleep and then it was broken. I've also had more aches and pains than a 90-year-old, so have been hobbing round like a granny.
Just when you think you have things under control, life throws up all this 'stuff' to make everything seem busy and complicated. That's been the story of my life the past couple of weeks. Every things has seemed cruisy and then without warning gets complicated. Freelance work, school holidays (which I'd forgotten about), sick kids, extra doctor's appointments, helping out others unexepectedly. Which is all fine, it's just made life that little bit extra busy and any thoughts of putting my feet up a distant idea.
This morning has been a little crazy, I'm feeling like I'm getting sick and my workload is mounting – so I've decided to shelve the outside world, rug the sick kids up on the couch and a DVD and settle down and get some work done. Grocery shopping can wait, the other chores can wait.
On the upside I won a competition today and I have a couple of really special things to look forward to at the end of the week. So just gotta keep on chugging!