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So writing... Yeah almost nothing happening in the last couple of weeks. Work, life and just about everything being really busy. Not bad, just not giving me any free time.
The next two weeks doesn't look like being any less busy. Husband's birthday, valentines day, friend's 60th birthday party, school half term, sorting out what little one needs for swimming lessons (and not what he keep adding to the list which includes a diving helmet, a snorkel and a some kind of magic thing that will let him breath water like a fish) and being as he's still five I've got to get in the water with him at the pool. So swimming costume and prescription googles for me (no glasses in the pool and contact lenses and chlorinated water do not mix, but if I want to see the other side of the pool I'm going to need to wear something). Hopefully they won't want me to do much more than stand in the water as I can't swim. (I had lessons about 15 years ago at university, and baffled the swimming instructor by having absolutely no natural buoyancy whatsoever. Maybe a decade and a half plus a stone or two of extra weight will mean I float better than a brick this time.
So writing, I need to find time, somewhere...somewhen. The biggest problem is having lost most of the evenings, as the Alexander stays awake and wanting to talk until about 9 at night - he's in bed for 7 and sleep used to happen at 8, but the better he gets at reading the longer he stays awake and the more questions he has. Why does the world spin? Is a whale bigger than a dinosaur? Why does jelly wobbly? What's the biggest building ever? Where does food go when I eat it? A selection if questions from just one night and all needed answering right there and then.
Curiosity is good, but when I've been awake for 15 hours and still need to do the washing up, washing, tidying and making sure things are ready for the next day, a few less questions per bed time would be good. He could even ask them during the day when he's telling me he's bored.
So writing will happen. Somewhen.
The next two weeks doesn't look like being any less busy. Husband's birthday, valentines day, friend's 60th birthday party, school half term, sorting out what little one needs for swimming lessons (and not what he keep adding to the list which includes a diving helmet, a snorkel and a some kind of magic thing that will let him breath water like a fish) and being as he's still five I've got to get in the water with him at the pool. So swimming costume and prescription googles for me (no glasses in the pool and contact lenses and chlorinated water do not mix, but if I want to see the other side of the pool I'm going to need to wear something). Hopefully they won't want me to do much more than stand in the water as I can't swim. (I had lessons about 15 years ago at university, and baffled the swimming instructor by having absolutely no natural buoyancy whatsoever. Maybe a decade and a half plus a stone or two of extra weight will mean I float better than a brick this time.
So writing, I need to find time, somewhere...somewhen. The biggest problem is having lost most of the evenings, as the Alexander stays awake and wanting to talk until about 9 at night - he's in bed for 7 and sleep used to happen at 8, but the better he gets at reading the longer he stays awake and the more questions he has. Why does the world spin? Is a whale bigger than a dinosaur? Why does jelly wobbly? What's the biggest building ever? Where does food go when I eat it? A selection if questions from just one night and all needed answering right there and then.
Curiosity is good, but when I've been awake for 15 hours and still need to do the washing up, washing, tidying and making sure things are ready for the next day, a few less questions per bed time would be good. He could even ask them during the day when he's telling me he's bored.
So writing will happen. Somewhen.