Sitting down on a Saturday afternoon is an unusual luxury.There is always so much to be done, particularly the laundry, which for some odd reason always seems to be urgent on Saturdays. Today the washing machine was making strange rattling noises and when I checked the filter, I found small rusty nails and a lollipop stick. I have an idea where the lollipop stick might come from (there are a four suspects) but nails? Anyway, here I am, sitting in my favourite arm chair doing nothing much at all, enjoying a break between folding some washing and cooking dinner.
It is the first day of the Spring holiday. How did this happen so quickly?? It seems it was only just the Half term break. I am now in my fourth month of unemployment and have started to adjust to life at home. Actually, it is quite nice not to be rushing to work and to have enough time for breakfast. On the other hand, I have been drooling over a Boden dress that is now no longer within my budget. Oh well, there's two sides to a medal and I am sure I'll soon get used to the mayhem in Primark.
It has been a busy week with three parents nights and the usual stuff, too. My mum arrived on Thursday (hi mum!) to spend a week with us. Richard is away on his annual cycling trip to Majorca with his boy pals, 24 of them. I imagine gallons of beer and manly sweat. Yikes.
On Friday, my mum and I decided to skip the school Easter service and went into town for a spot of girl shopping. In town, we bought beautiful fabric to make a little girl tunic for James' and Alistair's friend Lana. It is her Birthday soon. We then explored another fabric shop and the Antiques market. I have been looking for bedside tables for while. We still make do with the temporary flower stools from Ikea that we bought 15 years ago. Although there were lots of exiting items (a shame I didn't bring my camera), bedside tables were sparse and the ones that I found were of the "antique" pine variety that I really can't bear. Next stop was a small Vietnamese restaurant on Byres Road, the Hanoi Bike Shop, should you ever visit Glasgow. I had a tofu dish because I know they make their own and it is beautiful and has a good bite to it. Lastly we indulged in a pudding at Nardini's, an Italian gelateria. The day passed quickly and schools finished early and we had to dash back to collect the weans. Later, we took Sam and Annie to the Glasgow climbing centre (a repurposed church) for their Scout evening. A busy but really nice day.
So what did we do today, on this first day of the holiday? Here are some of the highlights:
We made holiday plans. Quite ambitious for my liking, considering it is only a two week holiday.... I hope we'll remember what some of the more cryptic writing means in a few days time!
James played with Annie's Playmobil campervan
I made a Victoria sandwich cake. When I do this, I always imagine Queen Victoria with an apron in her palace kitchen, making the prototype sandwich cake.
Alistair was recovering from a two hour football session
Annie was setting up a Playmobil scene in her room for later. I think she enjoys the setting up more than the actual playing. I am so glad she still plays and is not interested in fashion and boys and make-up.
Sam barely moved. He spent all day playing Minecraft. Teenagers seem to be either nearly catatonic or re-enacting toddler tantrums. Mine is anyway. I am surprised by the unpredictable explosions of emotions set off by simple things like the "wrong" duvet cover or a water stain on a fork.
Ooops, must get dinner organised.
Now, hours after I started writing, I am sitting once more on my arm chair. I am dog tired from doing very little at all. After the new headlines, I am going to sink down in my cosy bed, where Alistair and his menagerie are waiting already. When Richard is away, the children insist that I must be surely lonely and take turns keeping his side warm. I am of course neither lonely nor desperately keen on having either of my tossing and turning children in my bed but they are growing up fast and it is quite sweet really that they are still happy to share a bed with their snoring and drooling old mother.
And this is the end of the first day of the Spring holiday. Nothing exiting, just normal day. I hope it will be dry tomorrow for spot of gardening and bouncing on the trampoline (the kids, not me). Have a great weekend. Cx