I went to the Mads award ceremony yesterday, even though I didn’t make it past nominations and was therefore not up for any awards. Instead I’d won a golden ticket and went to spend a night out with lots of bloggy friends. And a toddler.
Because obviously Smallest went with me. Obviously as she still has going-to-bed milk and waking-up milk, so it’s just easier to have her with me. Plus she’s cute and lots of ppl like her, so it’s all good.
It was a good night. Not an ideal set up for a toddler who had refused to nap after a three hour journey, so we did end the evening crashed out in the quiet zone, meaning I missed the announcements for the whole of the last segment. But I could, and did, follow it on twitter, and I also got to chat with friends old and new who came for quiet time as well.
And then the journey back today, which was long and hot, but gave me time for thinking. Time for thinking about time, after I’d read the writing workshop prompt and Josie’s own post about it all. Time for me to reiterate something I’ve said too many times in the past and not actually acted on. Time to make resolutions that this time I will keep.
The first day of a new month. I will declutter. More will go out than comes in. I will be organised – including with blogging, and looking for new writing opportunities and other avenues for paid work. Time for pulling together home education plans, and home organisation for all of us.
Time to reclaim me. To remind myself that I don’t need awards to highlight what this blog is about. It’s about our family and our life, and there needs to be more of that on here. Which will, sadly, require rather less pocket frogs.
There had to be a loser in there somewhere, didn’t there?
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