Ahh Monday morning and here we are stepping into a fresh new school year today, back to our familiar term-time routine. Between you and me, I've been secretly looking forward to this day for a weeny while now, but shhhh I am saying it quietly you understand, not wishing to sound harsh and un-mummy-like. Because as much as I've loved having the Little People at home, as much as I can say hand-on-heart that we've enjoyed a fabulous summer together, I have nevertheless truly missed my solitude during the long 7 week holiday. And quite frankly, by the time this morning rolled around I was more than ready for some quiet, pootling, homely, comforting, me-time.
I'm not 100% at the moment either as I started with a cold on Saturday, so I am feeling extra glad to be home alone with some peace and quiet. Just me by myself, with the honey, lemons and tissues.
I experienced a lovely content, happy little rush of pleasure walking back in the door this morning, putting the kettle on, pottering around the rather untidy rooms, just loving being here really. No demands, no noise, just me with my thoughts and a luxurious six whole hours of me-time stretching ahead.
My fresh flowers this week are these amazing sunflowers, gifted to me at the weekend by my wonderful Mother in law. Just three stems, but oh, what stems!! They're positively glowing in the sunshine streaming in through the bay window this morning and look absolutely beautiful.
I'm enjoying yellow flowers on a smaller scale on my dining table this morning too...five little stems of yellow marguerites picked from the back yard yesterday. Do you see the dinky little glass vase that they're in? That was one of three very modest purchases made during my summer holidays. I was hugely restrained when it came to retail therapy this year, and you may not believe it, but I even managed to visit the Girls Own Store and come out empty handed. Yes, tis true, I swear!
I love this little glass vase, it's solid and heavy and I bought it for a few pounds from a quirky little second hand stall on Bridport market.
My second purchase was a bag of old glass marbles for 80 pence, also from the Saturday market. I absolutely adore marbles, and as child I remember saving up my pocket money to buy them individually from a little gift shop in Bridport.
I've had to fight tooth and nail to keep these marbles from the Little People, who automatically assumed that they'd been bought for them. Much like the Mummy-sweets, these are most definitely Mummy-marbles. Although I do tolerate Little Fingers having the odd little play with my marbles, they have been verbally and clearly labeled as a Decoration-Not-A-Toy. Mean old Mummy that I am.
My third purchase was this delightful coloured glass suncatcher mobile, oh, it was Love At First Sight with this object. I was strolling leisurely down South Street, spotted it hanging in a shop window, went straight into the shop, plucked it off it's hook and had it bagged up and paid for in about two minutes flat. Its the beady glass raindrops that I love most of all, those itsy little bits of coloured glass make me want to cry with happiness.
And talking of happy-enducing things, a little sneaky peak of my current crochet WiP, which I'm hoping to reveal to you in a few days when I've worked some more of it. There is a BIG Story behind this project, and just thinking about it now is giving me butterflies in my tummy.
I can't wait to tell you all.
Its gonna be such FUN to share this with you, I can just tell.
Possibly Thursday, if all goes according to plan.
Right my lovelies, I am off to make myself another mug of hot lemon and honey and snuggle my weary self under a blanket for a while I think, I am wilting a little.
See you tomorrow....