Today is a work day, but I have worked too many extra not-work days, so I am taking the morning off. Of course I am working this afternoon, and tomorrow briefly and then Friday as an extra.
Now you would think that having a morning to myself would encourage me to be productive and ‘get things done’, things that need to be done like laundry, or gift buying for the upcoming round of birthday parties or preparing dinner but no. Instead I am sitting in the construction zone that is currently our courtyard, enjoying the winter sunshine and trying to encourage my geriatric cat to sit somewhere other than on me.
I have spent the entire morning pottering about online, reading blogs and relaxing to the soundtrack of Junior working away, creating masterpieces. Today the the roof space is being floored for even more storage and the electrician is here wiring for new downlights, switches and power points, perhaps even the plaster sheeting will go on the frame of the walk-in robe.
Junior just dropped out to say he was off the the hardware store for a bit and that he would grab something to eat on the way, ‘Did I want anything?’ He also mentioned that the reason that our heating and cooling is so crappy could be because that not all of the ducts are actually taped up or lead anywhere. Shoddy workmanship? How surprising, about the aircon guys and ductwork that is, and again I say, ‘I LOVE JUNIOR!’
So now it is lunch time, perhaps I should prepare some dinner for the family before I head out to work for a few hours and then the mad rush of after-school activities. I think pasta will be on the menu, but not for me, I am heading out for dinner with the kinder mums.
