Wow folks, you do certainly know how to make a girl feel great dontcha?! Thank you so very very much for all the wonderful Ripple Love yesterday and for all your lovely comments. I really appreciated every word, and oh my, you are waaaaay too kind, I am not that youthful you know. But you should've seen my grin, it was ear to ear. It was especially appreciated as I am approaching something of a milestone in that the big Four-OH looms in nine weeks time. I feel ok about it I think. I am fatter than I feel I should be, have more saggy bits than I'd like, but overall, yes, I think I'm doing ok. But a little reassurance from you has gone a long way to making me feel Great. So please accept a colourful bowl of hearts with my love and thanks. And please try and ignore the dust if possible, I'm not big on dusting.
Cor, I don't know about you, but it feels like its been a heckava loooooooong week this week. Its the end of our second week being at home during the holidays and I feel worn. Can't say we've done anything momentous this week :: we've visited friends, been to a family day at our little local museum, been to the park, paddled in the beck, walked along the canal, baked buns. There's been tea parties, water fights, bubbles, hopscotch, painting by numbers, scootering, flopping in front of the tv. There's been laughter and high volume squabbles. There's been creativity and fun and play and there's been endless mess and an awful lot of dirty laundry. Wet soggy clothes and trainers. Chocolate icing all over the sofa. Crushed chalks trodden in. Its the average stuff of home life with a four and five year old I know, but Oh Dear, I am weary of the mess.
We don't have any plans for today :: the same as yesterday, it's a day of taking it as it comes, freewheeling according to the weather, who else is around to play with and how the Little People happen to be feeling hour to hour.
I did have in my mind that today really ought to be a tidying/organising sort of a day. We've got a couple of play-dates lined up for next week and it helps enormously if visiting children coming to play can actually set foot into the bedrooms to carry out the playing.
This morning I went to assess the situation and took these aerial photos of the floors so you can see the enormity of the task ahead. It's the teeny-tiny, itsy-bitsy toys that cause the most mess, the stuff that accumulates but doesn't have a proper place to live. It just invades. And spreads.
There's a huge amount of sorting out to be done, lots of "donating" to charity shops me thinks. I know I'm going to meet resistance, but I can be strong. Forceful if needs be. Down right Ruthless if push comes to shove. It needs to be done.
And truth be known, I'm as bad with the mess. If not worse. This box full of papers (one of four) still mocks me, months after writing "sort out files/paperwork" on my to-do list. Oh the shame of it, do you think there's any hope for me? Do you think I might ever be organised, might ever possess a neat and tidy Home Filing System?
Of course, I don't really want to be sorting kids mess. Or filing/shredding my own mess. What I really want to be doing is creating. Playing with fabric and buttons and bits of ribbon. I'm absolutely bursting at the seams with ideas and inspiration and things I want to have a go at. I need to make the last little bits to go in my Blog Candy Giveaway bags (haven't forgotten, its almost there). Need to chop and stitch tea towels. Need to complete the mysterious Twig Project. Need to start thinking of ways to make stuff in order to earn money again. Yes, its almost time for me to stop twiddling and start working again. Sounds serious.
Maybe I'll stay in my pyjamas and sit in the Attic24 window drinking tea, looking out at the changing weather rolling over the hills. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh yes, that's more like it.
Have a wonderful weekend everyone, hope you find yourself a little bit of bliss amongst the mess.