resuming normal service

It does look a bit dreich but cheerful little boys brighten up any dull day. This photo was taken on one of our walks. Jame and Alistair invited a friend to come along.

Thank you for all your lovely comments, they cheered me up greatly. It is ever so cathartic to get things of one's chest, don't you agree? I am pleased to announce that for now I have resumed normal service. CJ mentioned in her comment that she has scheduled a moment of panic for sometime towards the end of next week. This sounds so much more civilised than going of the rails completely. I'll put it in my diary for Friday at 10 am.

The weekend was pleasant enough. We walked Jack, went cycling, attended football training, made rolls with sausage for all and the builder (working all day Saturday), slept until woken by bright daylight, drank plenty of coffee, attended supported study at school, did some painting and cleaning, ate a proper meal from proper plates, made some kite paper stars, cleaned up the cornicing that fell off the ceiling (!), decorated the apple tree with gaudy baubles, went grocery shopping, watched the latest Star Trek movie, sipped G&Ts  and managed to squeeze in a trip to Ikea to buy bits and pieces a truckload full of stuff for the nearly finished extension. 'We' by the way does not really mean all of us did all of this together. Some did this, others did that. Just in case you were wondering if we have superpowers. We don't but there is six of us, not counting the pets.

Richard got me a present to mark our 17th wedding anniversary, a necklace from Nancy Smillie's. Seventeen years seems like a long time to be married. Alas, weighing up the good and bad, the balance firmly remains on the good side, which is excellent.

Thus re-energised, I am bracing myself for a mad week. From Tuesday, we'll be taking over the extension and move out of the rest of the downstairs for floors to be laid there. Then we'll try to put everything back where it belongs and start living a normal life. Well, more or less. Of course there will be plenty left to do and not all will be done for Christmas. There is only so much painting and decorating one can do. I have already reached my limit (two small walls, one coat). This time next week, we'll be looking forward to Christmas, the holidays and Hogmanay. Let me know if you are in the vicinity, you could always pop in for cuppa or a cocktail. In the meantime, have a lovely week. xxx