Tim took the kids out early this morning. I hope they didn’t get stuck on the M1 – listening to the radio later it sounded horrific. I’d hoped to be able to go back to sleep after they left, but having to referee just one more fight while Tim packed stuff into the car meant I was well and truly awake, so I got up and made the best of it. That included fruit for breakfast (last of the handpicked blackberries, very tempted to go back and get some more, but turns out the kids didn’t enjoy picking and don’t like blackberries 🙁 ), then listening to Eva Cassidy while packing some of my books which live in the kids bedroom. One of Big’s complaints recently has been that she doesn’t have anywhere to put her stuff as the shelves in her room are full of my books. So today I packed up two boxes and cleared her an extra two shelves.
And then filled them with children’s books from the dining room for her. 👿 It’s the thought that counts, isn’t it? Found some early readers and picture books for Small too, so that should make him happy.
As well as that, I cleared a whole shelf in the dining room, and packed up another box from there. Then I took all three full boxes round to the storage place, and felt virtuous enough to eat chocolate 🙂 Now I’m sitting with mud on my head, trying to work through some more paperwork. I want to do some more sorting in the living room too, but my back is aching so I thought I’d sit down for a bit. So far I’ve tried to cancel my mothercare card, but been told that as I haven’t used it, it’s been archived and they only bring things back from archives on Sunday, so he’s put in a request to reactivate it so that I can cancel it next week.
OK, that makes sense.
Now I’ve a list of phone calls to make to reactivate various online interfaces (seem to have lost access to most of them 🙁 and no, no one else is using them, I just can’t get in) so that I can get the full picture of our finances. Still not overly sold on mse spreadsheet, but have looked at various alternatives, including Alison’s suggestion of clearcheckbook and none are quite what I want. Ah well, I’ll add it to the list of things to write when I have a spare minute. Yeah, right, that’s gonna work. Right, deep breaths and moving on, looking at the positive…
no point in telling Big that if I can’t do it myself! She’s having a tough time atm. For some reason the passing mention of death in Tottie has got her completely off balance, and most nights at bedtime she’s coming back down in tears, scared of dying. She doesn’t seem to have noticed yet that it’s far more likely to be me or Tim than her, I’m really looking forward to that sinking in, because then we’ll get tears about being alone.
Bit lost on what to do with this one, trying lots of reassurance and suggesting she think about positive stuff, but it’s not showing much sign of working yet.
Right, back to the paperwork.
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