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Apr. 14th, 2010 08:35 pmEmer cried out for Rob in the night and he didn't wake up, so I went in and was, unusually, accepted as a substitute. So I spent the night with an incredibly hot baby pressed against my face, occasionally sneezing on me, clinging with hand-hot arms to my neck.
Luckily I hadn't planned to go out today at all. My legs were nonfunctional for a goodly proportion of the day. But it put a spoke in my morning anyway. Simple things like loading and unloading the dishwasher and washing machine were painful. And Emer was too ill to help, though she normally would. And one of the loads was wet bedding. And...
But we had porridge for breakfast, with demerara sugar, and snacks for lunch, and watched some CBeebies and drew some pictures and I did get a few loads of laundry dealt with, so it wasn't a total washout. And the turf was delivered for the back garden, and on Freegle a few people said they wanted at least some of the topsoil.
And in the late afternoon Rob came home and dug some more of the old grass up, and moved the rolls into the back garden, and I listed the pallet on Freegle, and now the kids are having baths and going to bed, and there's more digging to do tomorrow. But I think a lot of it is done - perhaps the worst of it. And then it's rolling the stuff out, and after that comes my job - watering it soggy, a few times a day, until it's all sogged into place. I expect the waterbutt will be emptied with one day's watering, sadly, but there's rain due again on Sunday, so that's something.
We've measured to see if we can move the playhouse, too, and we're almost completely certain that we can - it will fit on the shed foundations, and we can get rid of the shed, which we don't use. I think we need a much much shallower shed, because Rob likes to open the door and put things inside rather than walk in with things and put them on shelves, so one with the back within arms' reach of the door would work a lot better for us.
Anyway, we'll have grass for kids to play on by the time we have kids here to play on it, and hopefully no tempting mud asking to be dug up. That will all help.
Luckily I hadn't planned to go out today at all. My legs were nonfunctional for a goodly proportion of the day. But it put a spoke in my morning anyway. Simple things like loading and unloading the dishwasher and washing machine were painful. And Emer was too ill to help, though she normally would. And one of the loads was wet bedding. And...
But we had porridge for breakfast, with demerara sugar, and snacks for lunch, and watched some CBeebies and drew some pictures and I did get a few loads of laundry dealt with, so it wasn't a total washout. And the turf was delivered for the back garden, and on Freegle a few people said they wanted at least some of the topsoil.
And in the late afternoon Rob came home and dug some more of the old grass up, and moved the rolls into the back garden, and I listed the pallet on Freegle, and now the kids are having baths and going to bed, and there's more digging to do tomorrow. But I think a lot of it is done - perhaps the worst of it. And then it's rolling the stuff out, and after that comes my job - watering it soggy, a few times a day, until it's all sogged into place. I expect the waterbutt will be emptied with one day's watering, sadly, but there's rain due again on Sunday, so that's something.
We've measured to see if we can move the playhouse, too, and we're almost completely certain that we can - it will fit on the shed foundations, and we can get rid of the shed, which we don't use. I think we need a much much shallower shed, because Rob likes to open the door and put things inside rather than walk in with things and put them on shelves, so one with the back within arms' reach of the door would work a lot better for us.
Anyway, we'll have grass for kids to play on by the time we have kids here to play on it, and hopefully no tempting mud asking to be dug up. That will all help.