The day started like any other, me dragging myself downstairs, late, then rushing the kids to get ready for our daily work out.
I really tried to push myself this morning and I managed to get quite a sweat on. π
I tell you what though, my wrist is sore. Not sure if it's from doing the workout or from typing and messaging so much!π¬
Shauna had us on her schedule today, then didn't, then she did, then she didn't, you get the picture. Lucy tried to drag it out to see if Shauna would be happy to not come to ours but at lunchtime she phoned to say could she just come up and get it over with.
I shipped the boys, with Rob, to the park, put all the extra milk and other food items that Shauna likes in the garage, put the front door on the latch and went around the corner. I stayed close to the house in case Lucy needed me for anything but it turns out Shauna only loves us for our food. ππ
I walked up and down the cul-de-sac chatting to Saskia and my parents, getting regular updates from Lucy. She said it was weird being in our house without us there, Shauna was doing laps of the island, picking her crisps, having a cup of tea, using the toilet, glass of milk, squash, eating the cheese and her ice lollies. π
Once they were all done Lucy went round the house wiping everything down with wipes that she had brought with her π
When the boys got back home, they were a nightmare. They didn't want to do any more school work and try as I might, I couldn't make them, so instead I let Oscar type up a story of his liking on the computer and I played Scrabble with Leo. Ellis still had some online work to do.
About right! |
For our quiet time today we watched a video done by Oscar's teacher. She was reading a chapter from their next book, The Butterfly Lion. It was so cute and Oscar loved it! Well done Mrs G for not blubbing all the way throughππ
I'm done with the home schooling. Think we're going to just play games, maybe make cakes tomorrow. We'll see, I will more than likely change my mind, again. π
We did the clapping outside tonight for all the front line heroes! I don't video it as we are too busy clapping. We are very grateful that you guys put yourselves and families at risk to keep our country running and saving lives! ππ
On the phone to my mum earlier as I was pacing up and down the road, she could hear that I was clearly escalating so did a very good job at talking me down. I didn't even realise until I'd chilled a bit that she had been doing it. She just talked at me, non stop about her day or anything else that popped into her head. She barely took a breath. Thanks Mother it worked π
Tonight I finished Oscar's book with him. For some reason it has taken us a long time to get through it but I've really enjoyed it and wanted to find out what happened in the end. Well, I have never read a children's book that had such a sad and shocking ending. Actually I don't think I've read an adult book or seen a film with a really unhappy ending. Although I was quite sad when Mary Poppins flew away and when all the characters in Harry Potter got killed off π€ Oscar and I both had tears, which pretty much finished me off for the day/week. It did lead to some interesting conversations though, about death, about children's books etc. Oscar said he was going to re-write it in his head to end happy, then decided he wanted to shred it instead.π I let him sleep in our bed as he was so sad.π’
Funny pillow thing is for me and my bad hip/back π |
Have no idea what is going on with his hair π€£ |
PMT is a bitch and twice as bad when stuck home trying to home school, feed everyone, stay sane, sort arguments, clean, tidy etc etc. Luckily it doesn't last long and I'll be fine tomorrow. Well the whole household are praying I am π
In the morning I want to wake up like Mary Poppins. I LOVE that film. How great would that be? To be magic, to be able to fly, to sing that well, to be so wise, to be that patient, to have a mate like Bert, to be so brave, to be practically perfect in every way. π
Today I have learnt that stories don't always end how you would expect, I am grateful that someone that I know who is poorly managed to get out of bed for the first time yesterday πͺ (totally helped the worrying levels) and I'm going to say what I'm not missing too. I am not missing rinsing and washing 8 rugby kits a week! π
Already feeling lighter. Stay safe everyone, another successful day completed, on to the next π
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