Another week and life ticks on, strangely enough. The ever coming Christmas break is coming and I cannot wait. I finally have a job that means I don’t have to work the festive period and I am free! so high five to all the rest of us off at this time of year and a bow to those still grinding on, no matter what day it is. (silent bow to you all)
Brain fuzz is still groaning around and making my mind absolute mince. I found a cucumber in the knife drawer the other day. I was looking for my laptop charger and came across a half chopped cucumber and could swear that I had put it in the fridge. I even had the memory in my head. I imagine it was a memory of the idea that i was putting it away, where evidently in fact the thing was just slipped into a drawer for later. Luckily I spied it only a few hours after the initial chopping.
The whole week has been like this. I picked up my youngest from nursery and he told me his shoe was tight. So i felt the shoe and realized his foot was almost sticking out the bottom.. it was very tight. I felt his other shoe and it wasn’t close. I ask him what was going on and he said “no this one is Michaels shoe”. Well damn, the guild and idiocy hit me in the middle of the playground. What kind of mum was i sending my kid to nursery with two different shoes. To be fair, the shoes are identical apart from the sizes. I took him home and told him to wear his other shoes and i would order a bigger size.
A day later i get a phone call from the school asking if i had a size 8 shoe at home. Beyond confused I tell them ill have a look. My kid is a 10, why would I have an 8. Low and behold though, I did. It wasn’t his shoe and i left my partner to do the awkward shoe exchange at school. Even more oddly, the size 8 shoe had my kids name written on the inside, Im guessing not by me, because i don’t remember doing it, but really its quite possible. My memory is not that reliable apparently.
I got to have lunch with my Gran this week, it was bliss. She cooks amazingly as all grans do and had some home made soup and cheesy tatties waiting for me as I came to visit. Proper warm your soul food that makes your belly bloat and fart all night. She is one of the most relaxing humans I know to be around, thankfully. Also she hoards crafting items as much as i do and is a great influence, much to my partners dismay.
Speaking of craft supplies, i got a very kind gift of new fabrics from a friend. She is also someone who can walk into a room and brighten it with her smile as well as her dress code. I swear sunshine floods from this woman and is a highlight of my day. The fabrics in question are bright and beautiful also, something i am not quite used to, but am absolutely in love with. So far I have made a few scrunchies and have spent rather a while admiring the collection. I know im a bit of a loser, but i like it.
This is also what i do on a Saturday night. All those folks out partying, im admiring my collection of crap in my overflowing cupboard. Not going to lie, im feeling very grateful ass a friend messaged and explained how she had to clean a trail of sick from her living room to kitchen and back as her son was a tad ill. She described it as the most vomit she had ever seen. So send this fabulous mum your thoughts and blessings when you are pondering how cool you are on a Saturday night. Even after mopping up spew shes still the most glamorous and fabulous mum I know.
Also, general apology to any conversations i have had in the past week, I may have been zoning out on. I promise i value your words, but apparently my brain does not for the moment.
Luckily its not just me. I had a conversation with my sister the other day and she paused mid word and i swear i could hear the dial up tone as she gathered the rest of the sentence.
This Christmas I genuinely am looking forward to. I cant wait to “relax” with the kids and the world shuts down again for 5 minutes. The gifts we have bought are as thoughtful as we can dream up for now, and although they are not much, im pretty sure that is what becomes the most valuable thing as you grow older. I literally don’t dream of having anything apart from some days off and knowing that we have some pretty decent folks around us through all walks of life. So if you think you are a decent one of these folks, i hope you have a decent few days, in fact, i hope you have a fabulous time and the next year starts a hell of a lot brighter than what this last year has been.
If all you manage to do in a day is wake up, then you are still doing well. Life isn’t easy for now, but it sure isn’t over.
I like this idea: “everything will be ok in the end, and if its not okay, its not the end”
Quote from John Lennon, just incase you were thinking of giving up.
Enough.