Since we have sent the children to an independent school - they have had extra holidays. Tomorrow they will return after the Easter break. Currently as I type this my hands are jittering from anxiety. Master's S and J are harassing me to play computer games. Master S is still very unwell and coughing beyond belief. Miss G wanted to go to church, so she is arriving home soon with friends. Mister Dream Come True is on night shift. I am so excited to have some me time in about a month once I have handed in my final four essays for the semester. Then I think I will defer the rest of the year and get my head full of peace and joy and calmness. Do you think that would be possible?
Once again - my Squiggly Sunday post has to be delayed - I have no head space at the moment. Don't you hate it when you can't escape your own head?
My sewing machine will disturb the sleeping husband and neglect the kidlets. We may pop outside to do some raking of gum leaves and pile them on our new flower gardens. The children each have planted out their own flower gardens, ready for spring bulbs to bloom. Master S was getting overwhelmed about our move - wanting to go back to the old house. I felt guilt - what is with that mother guilt? My aim to get them planting was a bit symbolic too in planting their own roots in our new environment.
I popped some bits and pieces in my new online shop. I would love to hear what you would like to see in the shop? Please let me know!
Love and jittering to you Rach xx