Saturday, 12 November 2022

The peace and quiet, and whether it's a good thing...

I am pleased to report that I have caught up on some sleep. I have cut down on caffeine, I have been eating properly, and I am getting my mind and body back into some sort of manageable, healthy routine.
I'm back at work today, just for a few hours. It feels weird to be away from the family for the first time in a week, but it's good to have a distraction from the constant tugs of parenthood. I mean that in the nicest possible way, by the way. I'm not glad to be away from them, and I'm missing them terribly, and I am spending every moment wondering what little Rian is doing, and how Mathew might be reacting to it, but I do have to get back into worklife at some point, and it's good to be here reminding myself how to do the job I am paid for, that will, after all, pay for the upkeep of the family I have torn myself away from today.  Jesus, that was a long sentence, and contained a LOT of commas.

Today's 'To Do' list is all about Christmas. We're putting on these little 'Fun Festive Family Drop-In Days' on weekends in December and it's time to put the finishing touches to the plans. I do sometimes feel as if my career is being steered towards Events Co-ordinating, but I'm partly to blame for that because I keep coming up with these ideas and then persuading Gavin to let me give them a go. He - our erstwhile boss - has been worryingly absent and noticeably uncommunicative over the past week. It probably means he is cooking up another hare-brained scheme that involves running for Parliament or turning the holiday centres into refugee camps for Ukrainians, or something similar. I am trying not to give it too much headspace, and concentrating instead on ordering more glitter for our elves....

RC 12-11-22

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