The things I do.

Tim owes me big time, and he knows it too 😉 He didn’t have a shirt ready for this morning, so despite the fact that I don’t have to get up to drive up the M1 (working from home this morning until the speech therapist has been), I got up to iron his shirt and make his sarnies. Well, at least it’s kick started me out of bed, maybe I can steal a march on one of my todo lists!

Couple of very long days – work has suddenly become an incredibly hectic place (I have staff!), to the extent that last night I was involved with something, lost track of time and ended up sprinting out of the office at 5.41 shouting “children!” Oh, did I feel like a bad person. It’s one thing getting into what you are doing, it’s another thing temporarily forgetting responsibility to your offspring. Work-life balance anyone?

Not that they minded. For all the performance yesterday morning, (Big managed to cough herself into being sick in the car on the way to school, so was rather wobbly when we got there, Small had forgotten all about school in a week off, and didn’t want to be left) neither of them were particularly desperate to be picked up either night. Small did greet me in a lovely way, and ask where his coat was ;), but Big was in the middle of a memory game with J, one of the staff, and both nights, they played it out, so we didn’t leave til 20 past six! Tues we went off the path, ostensibly to return the buggy 😀 but really so that I could have a lovely relaxing evening with J&J. Has to be said that it was lovely and relaxing – Small was very tired and clingy, but not unpleasantly or loudly so, and so when I put him to bed, he went to sleep. Girls must have been similarly shattered as they went down quickly too, leaving Jan and I peace and quiet to have a good natter 🙂

Last night I came home with sleeping children, and got them very quickly inserted into bed. Far too much to catch up with properly in the blogworld though, so a quiet evening pottering about, and (disbelief reigns) an early night. Just as well given that I’d got plans to stay in bed til at least 7.30, and I actually crawled out at 6.44. Plans for this morning include work, with a bit more work, followed by some work, a speech therapy appt, and then I’m off up the M1 (in the snow no less) while the children have the afternoon with Sarah and co. Catch up with you all later.