Not a total fail
Jun. 23rd, 2011 11:45 pmI got some stuff done today.
I've finally turned my radio alarm clock back on and so I was awake and functioning by the time Astrid woke up. I was even awake a little before she woke, so I was able to read to Emer. I woke between Emer and Astrid, as I have for several days now; at some point Emer arrives by my bed asking to come in "for snuggle." Then I gradually lose the use of my arms.
The dining table was clear this morning, so I was unstressed enough to eat. I rattled through vast vast quantities of laundry and kitchen-clearing, though not much until after M had popped around to deliver a baby-carrier for me to send to my newest nephew, currently being a poorly prem baby in SCBU.
Then I screamed and roared and fought with Linnea because, I think, I have PMS and she has a sore ear and a big tonsil - I might take her to a doctor, actually, because for her to complain of pain is unusual.
We eventually ate lunch and left the house, and we posted a couple of things; a painting I've sold and the parcel for my nephew. Then we trundled in to the Broad Street Mall and I made the kids use the loo before we went shoe-shopping in TK Maxx. It was grim but successful. Crocs and Birkenstocks for Linnea, one pair of each, total price under £15. Incredibly boring slogging around looking for plastic cereal boxes followed, but I did see a bay tree. Apparently a bay tree costs £35. I want one, but not a roundy one.
In John Lewis Cafe I had coffee and walnut cake, probably laden with dairy products, but I won't feel the effects until at least tomorrow morning, so who cares? it was scrumptious. And we met
taimatsu on the way home, and she stayed for dinner.
Linnea, Emer and I made Rice Crispie Snap Bars, or something - flapjack type things with chocolate coating, using Rice Crispies instead of oats. They were nice, but Linnea wasn't focussed enough to be anything other than infuriating, and I wasn't patient enough to be anything other than infuriated, so it was a bit strange. We had tinned soup for dinner, with defrosted bread. Technically food, I suppose.
When Rob got home I fled to a friend's, where I had the idea there was a book club meeting, but that's next week, so I just asked if I could stay anyway. I left with a jacket, but no phone or wallet or keys or anything. Zoom. Kissed the baby goodbye and off I went. Phew. I needed it; I should do it more often.
And as a side-effect I borrowed some DVDs and retrieved our carseat. So that was nice.
I've finally turned my radio alarm clock back on and so I was awake and functioning by the time Astrid woke up. I was even awake a little before she woke, so I was able to read to Emer. I woke between Emer and Astrid, as I have for several days now; at some point Emer arrives by my bed asking to come in "for snuggle." Then I gradually lose the use of my arms.
The dining table was clear this morning, so I was unstressed enough to eat. I rattled through vast vast quantities of laundry and kitchen-clearing, though not much until after M had popped around to deliver a baby-carrier for me to send to my newest nephew, currently being a poorly prem baby in SCBU.
Then I screamed and roared and fought with Linnea because, I think, I have PMS and she has a sore ear and a big tonsil - I might take her to a doctor, actually, because for her to complain of pain is unusual.
We eventually ate lunch and left the house, and we posted a couple of things; a painting I've sold and the parcel for my nephew. Then we trundled in to the Broad Street Mall and I made the kids use the loo before we went shoe-shopping in TK Maxx. It was grim but successful. Crocs and Birkenstocks for Linnea, one pair of each, total price under £15. Incredibly boring slogging around looking for plastic cereal boxes followed, but I did see a bay tree. Apparently a bay tree costs £35. I want one, but not a roundy one.
In John Lewis Cafe I had coffee and walnut cake, probably laden with dairy products, but I won't feel the effects until at least tomorrow morning, so who cares? it was scrumptious. And we met
Linnea, Emer and I made Rice Crispie Snap Bars, or something - flapjack type things with chocolate coating, using Rice Crispies instead of oats. They were nice, but Linnea wasn't focussed enough to be anything other than infuriating, and I wasn't patient enough to be anything other than infuriated, so it was a bit strange. We had tinned soup for dinner, with defrosted bread. Technically food, I suppose.
When Rob got home I fled to a friend's, where I had the idea there was a book club meeting, but that's next week, so I just asked if I could stay anyway. I left with a jacket, but no phone or wallet or keys or anything. Zoom. Kissed the baby goodbye and off I went. Phew. I needed it; I should do it more often.
And as a side-effect I borrowed some DVDs and retrieved our carseat. So that was nice.