Since I realised that hardly ever do I now manage to write about our actual everyday life, which was of course the whole point of our blog, I decided to pick back up with my Floating Boats, Sinking Ships series that I started way back when. Keeping a track of the happy and not-so-delightful things in our week should help us to look back and hopefully laugh at the disasters that seem to be constantly occurring, and remember the sweet moments that seem to fade so fast in our memories when they aren’t recorded in some way.
So, we are back to school – nearly – Beans has had two afternoons of getting settled in at pre-school, and is due to venture into the great unknown of pre-schooling without me tomorrow, whilst the two big Joneses have been back at infant and junior school for three days now. It’s so much quieter around the house at the moment and I’ve been able to have the house clean and tidy for when they’ve arrived home, which has been a jaw dropping event for them in itself. Our home is never completely tidy, there’s always a boy-made hurricane behind whomever is doing the picking up of toys/snack wrappers/million changes of clothes in vain.
From Friday, when Beans starts pre-school, I will have an hour, at least twice a week, to get *something* done around the house. Or on my blog. Anything. Say goodbye, backlog! I finally will know what it feels like to have a little time to myself to get anything done on a regular basis, and I will be able to – hold your breath – plan for it. Yes, I will be able to make plans.
Every day this week, I have been up at 6am, out for a walk and managed to have a shower and put make up on. This never, ever, ever happens. It might be a miracle. So thank you, Bare Minerals – the £80 I spent at your counter this holiday was worth every penny; Clarins, my skin feels 10 years younger and thanks to Sanctuary, I smell like I just came from the spa.
Cedar Cove has been on TV as a series! I’m a huge Debbie Macomber fan and binge watching Andy MacDowell in Cedar Cove is high on my me-time list thanks to the magic of our new TiVo box.
Dad has managed to stay out of hospital and is looking *so* much better than when I saw him poorly. We’re waiting to hear from the surgeon but I’m so glad it’s not his Cancer returned, and so happy that he seems so much better in himself.
My final happy is that the boys are enjoying school so far, it appears. My heart sinks every time I hear about something that makes them sad at school and sends me running for the big book of how to homeschool. So far, so good.
It’s been a bit of an odd week for me, having time to organise myself, get back to Slimming World to find that despite sinking half of Cadbury’s confection collection into my body whenever things have gone South this summer [which has been quite often], over the seven weeks I’ve missed going to group, I gained 1.5 lbs. I can live with this though, it’s not that bad.
So in the few weeks of what apparently was supposed to be summer, alongside the various miseries, our car died. Completely. So whilst we were finally beginning to see a light at the end of the debt tunnel, someone decided to roll a boulder over the exit to that tunnel, much like Maui did. Sadly I can’t climb these kinds of obstacles like Moana and am feeling a little more like Hei-Hei pecking at the corn and headbutting the floor instead. Things have not been fun.
Because of this, there have been more and more ads on our Instagram and honestly, it makes me uncomfortable. Instagram was my favourite platform, my just-for-me platform, and now I don’t have the chance to post anything I actually love on there because I’m too busy. Despite all of the products I feature being products that we actually love and use, I’ve made a decision to cut right back on the advertising on there – because whilst it’s a wonderful way to earn our keep essentially, sometimes money just can’t buy that happiness that small things in life bring. Like putting pretty pictures of my boys on Instagram.
I was about to sign off the same way as we do at Slimming World with “onwards and downwards”, but in this case, with Floating Boats, Sinking Ships as a title, I’d better not. Enjoy the weekend, everyone. Let’s hope there’s a little sunshine!