Sunday 20 May 2012

An exciting week with far too much to do

I can predict the future...well, next Saturday night anyway.
Ready? Here goes....next Saturday evening I will be stressing, I will be grumpy with my poor husband (who will only be trying to help) and youngest daughter who is too cute for her own good. The other two will be safe with their dad lol
How do I know this will happen? Well easy really I have booked myself a space at a craft fair/ event. It's always the same. I'm officially a stess head and like being back at uni I'll leave everything to the last minute and will be winging it like an adrenaline junkie made worse by the fact I haven't done a stall since November and I've decided to controversially go without a table to see if I can draw more people into my little den :-). On top of that I have decided to do it in the same week my eldest daughter goes to France with her school for the first time and two of my children go on holiday with their dad for the longest time he's had them, abroad for the first time to Spain and the day before I spend a couple of days rest with my youngest daughter and my husband.
Blimey as per normal I have fantastic timing!

Friday 11 May 2012

An emotional week

Sometimes I think the world's too hard, everyday feels hard. Everything feels like it needs too much thinking.
Of course it's not all the time I feel like this and I realise how lucky I am.
On Tuesday we heard that our cheap holiday to Cornwall was not going to happen due to unforseen circumstances, it made me sad. I have for some unknown reason have a need to be near the sea, to smell the sea, to walk across the beach and to feel the sand under my feet. It's been a long time since I smelt the sea...ok only since August but it feels so long.
On Wednesday, my eldest daughter played her clarinet in the school concert, she was amazing, so very clever. And as I sat there listening to all the solo pieces, I felt sad at how they all grow up so fast as well as proud at the young lady my daughter is growing into. There was a lady playing piano and as she played I watched the music flow through her, her movements were so smooth and she obviously loved playing the piano. As I sat watching her I thought about my uncle who sadly died earlier this year, how he loved the piano and amazing he was at playing.
And the week kind of carried on like that until today when my husband booked us another holiday at a well known holiday camp, and although the thought of this scares me to death it will be an adventure that our four year old will thinks heaven. With that change of mood direction came me cutting some patterns this afternoon and actually appreciating the beautiful organza flowers which I learnt to make via YouTube when I couldn't sleep in the week.
Sometimes life's is rubbish but as long as you can see that there will be a day, an hour, a minute that won't be as dark it's ok....well in my mind anyway xx