Navel Contemplation.
Thursdays. Gotta love them.
I don't work on thursdays. My work pattern means that I work a *really* long week twice a month, then a short week twice a month. But I never work on a thursday.
So this morning when Small and I got up, I threw on some clothes and pulled my hair into a pony tail and concentrated on Small being ready to catch the bus to school (...... incidentally I also love, love love the bus. I have previously chosen to send Small to schools that we do not live in the catchment areas for, which has meant that for the last 5 years during term time I have sat in traffic for a minumum of 15 minutes,( and thats on a day when the entire population is either late for whatever they are doing, or have a day off, so that the roads are mysteriously empty) square wheeling in the school run/rush hour while helping Small learn her spellings twice a day.
Now we have moved to the house- we-will-be in-until-we-die she goes to school on the bus provided by the Local Education Authority.... its bliss. We walk out of our front door. Turn left. Walk about 20 yards. Stop. Small gets on the bus. She disappears into the distance and comes back 7 hours later. )
Anyway..... today, being thursday (which I love) I went back into my house. Got into the shower...spent far to long in there contemplating which shower gel to use (vanilla and brazil nut won) and now at 09.51 I am just about ready to do......... nothing! I have various things I should be doing, but there isn't anything that cant wait till I have had at least two cups of coffee and watched some dreadful day time t.v.
Its just nice to not "have to". You know?
lybxx
I don't work on thursdays. My work pattern means that I work a *really* long week twice a month, then a short week twice a month. But I never work on a thursday.
So this morning when Small and I got up, I threw on some clothes and pulled my hair into a pony tail and concentrated on Small being ready to catch the bus to school (...... incidentally I also love, love love the bus. I have previously chosen to send Small to schools that we do not live in the catchment areas for, which has meant that for the last 5 years during term time I have sat in traffic for a minumum of 15 minutes,( and thats on a day when the entire population is either late for whatever they are doing, or have a day off, so that the roads are mysteriously empty) square wheeling in the school run/rush hour while helping Small learn her spellings twice a day.
Now we have moved to the house- we-will-be in-until-we-die she goes to school on the bus provided by the Local Education Authority.... its bliss. We walk out of our front door. Turn left. Walk about 20 yards. Stop. Small gets on the bus. She disappears into the distance and comes back 7 hours later. )
Anyway..... today, being thursday (which I love) I went back into my house. Got into the shower...spent far to long in there contemplating which shower gel to use (vanilla and brazil nut won) and now at 09.51 I am just about ready to do......... nothing! I have various things I should be doing, but there isn't anything that cant wait till I have had at least two cups of coffee and watched some dreadful day time t.v.
Its just nice to not "have to". You know?
lybxx
posted by lyb | 1:39 AM
1 Comments:
I'm sorry I got you to do this now - that isn't good reading when you are stuck in an office, you know?
Huff.
ML
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