'If you make happiness your goal, then you're not going to get to it… The goal should be an interesting life."

Dorothy Rowe

Sunday 6 September 2015

One of those weeks

It's been a week which has been mundane, exhausting, hectic, nerve wracking, peaceful and frustrating in almost equal parts. Mundane because the little guys went back to school, but nerve wracking, for adults at least, because, hard as I find it to believe, they have both moved on a stage: the VHC is started big school, his big sister the Juniors. Both seem to have coped with the change, but there have been a few hiccups, and they have been very tired.
Hectic and exhausting because we had the little guys here for a sleepover, followed by babysitting for them at their house the following night. It might have been easier to have a two night sleepover, but mum and dad wanted to see them in the interim, which meant we got a brief break.
Peaceful when I found time to sit down and not only finish my August Advent bough decorations (the ones I cut out a month ago) but all to make September's as well. You will note that if you choose untraditional colours for your decorations, you end up with blue mistletoe.

And I spent a morning gossiping with my friend N, who had some very positive and helpful things to suggest about my uni work, followed by an afternoon at the hairdressers.
And frustrating, because having received an assurance from the charity shop that someone would contact me about the bags of books - no-one did. Foolishly I didn't check they had the right phone number, so I will have to chase them up again.
And finally - Wensleydale just went down to the bottle bank with an embarrassing number of bottles, to find the whole area roped off for cycling proficiency testing. So now we have bags of books in the hall, and boxes of bottles in the kitchen.
Tomorrow granny goes back to school, and that is definitely nerve-wracking.

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