While most people, this morning were crawling out their beds to face their second day of the week at work I was walking out of work with a smile on my face knowing that my working week is over.
The car was, yet again covered in ice despite it being the middle of April but nothing could put a downer on my morning, I was off home (eventually and thanks to Car Plan de-icer) to enjoy 4 days off.
I arrived home ten minutes later to be greeted by three boys, in possession of empty stomachs that required refilling shouting for their breakfasts, NOW! not when I had put my bag down, taken my coat off, put the kettle on and gone through the general motions of getting in the house, but now this minute.
3 minutes later the air was filled with the sound of contented munching and I was heading off to bed for few hours kip. I didn't want to sleep all day I always feel that, that is a complete waste of a day off but, I normally too knackered to anything really constructive with what remains of the day.
3 hours later I was awakened by the phone, my friend wanting some printing done and wanting to pick it up this evening.
This seemed a good point to get up, it was twelve o clock and I didn't want to waste a day off spending it in bed and I also needed to yet to the supermarket as my bread had turned to penicillin and the milk had turned to yogurt and the boys need more food.............
The car was, yet again covered in ice despite it being the middle of April but nothing could put a downer on my morning, I was off home (eventually and thanks to Car Plan de-icer) to enjoy 4 days off.
I arrived home ten minutes later to be greeted by three boys, in possession of empty stomachs that required refilling shouting for their breakfasts, NOW! not when I had put my bag down, taken my coat off, put the kettle on and gone through the general motions of getting in the house, but now this minute.
3 minutes later the air was filled with the sound of contented munching and I was heading off to bed for few hours kip. I didn't want to sleep all day I always feel that, that is a complete waste of a day off but, I normally too knackered to anything really constructive with what remains of the day.
3 hours later I was awakened by the phone, my friend wanting some printing done and wanting to pick it up this evening.
This seemed a good point to get up, it was twelve o clock and I didn't want to waste a day off spending it in bed and I also needed to yet to the supermarket as my bread had turned to penicillin and the milk had turned to yogurt and the boys need more food.............
1 comment:
Hiya Esther,
Thank you for the lovely comment on my blog its nice to meet you albeit in cyber world. It made me feel a bit chilly reading about your early frosty starts...brrrrrr.
Looking forward to a bit of the big yellow thingy in the sky to re-charge the batteries eh!!
Take care hun, I'll be looking in on your blog regular now.
xxx
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