Pinch, punch, seventh month of the year. Or something like that. Now wee are officially in July, the first half of 2019 is over and done with. Scary stuff. Time passes so much quicker when you get older and have to deal with the mundane stuff of going to work and paying bills. It also means we are now closer to Christmas. Just saying.
I am still running and I have now inspired a couple of fellow mums from school to go running with me. We don’t go together all the time but it is q great motivation and actually despite my lone ranger attitude when it comes to sports quite fun to run with others. I also improves my social life so I will definitely keep it up. Go me.
It has been another week of working a lot but I guess I just have to grit my teeth and stick with it, it should slow down a bit over the summer. I don’t mind being busy at work but when it goes into the early hours of the morning it throws my body clock out of sync entirely and a day off gets lost in just hanging around rather than using it to do things.
My youngest has been very excited this week because it is his school fair on Sunday and of course we all went to support the school. As soon as we arrived, my older two just disappeared into the masses and the small one immediately spotted the water fight area so he was busy too. That left me to find myself some lactofree cake – I am still in mourning over my loss of cheese and butter – and wander around, chit chatting with other mums for a bit.
After an hour and a half, I collected one very wet child, two still dry ones and an au pair from various points around the school, fed them all a burger on the way home and back we went. Overall, a decent week. I like weeks like this.
Much love marvelous people. Candidly yours, TC.