and lots of work to do, but no motivation. I can feel my eyelids drooping as I type.
Let’s see. We had intended a morning in the garden, and then popping over to see friends this afternoon to garden there. Unfortunately, carting ds (poor underweight waif that he is!) around in a sling yesterday and then putting up the gazebo with just the assistance of a four year old appears to have done for my lower back, so I didn’t fancy digging. What I did do was go and get the secateurs out, and chop as many of the brambles around the garage as I could. Remarkably therapeutic destroying stuff I discovered – I was at it about 40 minutes, and I have cleared a good space.
Then though, the sky darkened, and while I was out raking the chopped stuff away, the thunder started. So I dragged the washing in, and we replanned – friends came here as we have slightly more floor space for smalls to crawl about. Or nearly walk – Sarah’s small is very close to launching herself, and watching ds watching her, I don’t think he’ll be far behind. Dd got to play in her bedroom all afternoon with the other larger, and that seemed to go extremely well.
We did a bit more on our ATCs before our guests arrived, and I finished my first set of four. I’m not entirely pleased with them, but I am quite impressed that I’ve done some, so I guess I’ve just to keep plodding now. Also discovered that Ruth managed to pick up one of the end of the story books, so I might get to have a look at it after all – had sent extremely terse email to their website after discovering that the books are being flogged on Ebay!
Right, must do a little work, and then off to bed. Small is up there already, for the third night running! I’m going to have to start putting him into his night nappy at eight o clock at this rate…
