I completely forgot to upload last weekend’s photographs. I just had so much on my mind that I never got round to it and I only realised today, a snuggly Sunday, that I was a post behind.
So I decided to merge two weekends, because, well, that means less work for me! And I’m not forgetting any special memories.
One of the main reasons for being so busy is that, last weekend, we spent Saturday morning traipsing around an industrial estate, trying to pick bathroom tiles, and a wooden worktop for the kitchen. Bill was surprisingly well-behaved and we, to be honest, are not that much closer to deciding. No one told me that this would be so hard! What if I choose wrong and I absolutely hate what we pick when it’s all installed?
On that topic, love the idea of these tiles above for our bathroom floor – what do you think?
Luckily, after that was all done, the sun was beaming down for what has felt like the first weekend in a long time. I always feel like I’m chasing the sun, so it was amazing to enjoy it together as a family. We had a BBQ and my goodness, I ate far too much.
I also snagged some Cornflowers that were in the bargain bin at the shops. I can’t resist flowers, especially cheap ones that are as pretty and blue as this.
Sunday, of last weekend, was spent being lazy. Mark was at the Preston match – the first of the season – and I won Mama Points for buying Bill a cow biscuit…
This weekend was much of the same. I uploaded a bit of chatty vlog
, explaining why I’ve been so absent, and I have really just enjoyed rediscovering lazy weekends. I forget how much my extra blog and YouTube work takes over. And I’m actually happier for now, just taking things as they come, rather than feeling panicked by keeping up with those who do this professionally. I’ll never be professional. But that’s okay – I think this balance, for me, is the most important thing right now.
Mark headed back to Preston again this weekend (I know, I missed him a lot), as his friends wanted to go on a night out and it’s something he’s not done for months. I wasn’t too fussed. Bill and I had comfort food and watched telly together.
I actually went to put him to bed, a little later than normal and he said: “Mama? Mark said I look after you. Shall I come downstairs? Just for a little bit?”
Needless to say. It worked.
And he stayed up far later than I’d normally allow (half-past nine if you were wondering – don’t hate me), because I love his company. I do. I really do.
Especially when it involves late night ice-pops and brain freeze faces.
Once he was in bed, I worked. I know – how dull of me? But there were some things I needed to catch-up with.
But I did have some time for Romeo cuddles, Cappuccino bars and Jane the Virgin.
This morning, Bill and I had bacon subs and OJ in the morning sun. It was actually quite lovely.
A hungover Mark let me know he was on the train home and I decided to collect him from the station in Stockport – around twenty-odd minutes away.
In all honesty, I wish I hadn’t. It was the first time I’d driven in the car and my nerves got the better of me. I felt so silly and so ashamed. I’m just not a confident driver. It’s so simple for some, and I envy that. But for me, terror takes hold. And I think a past driving instructor ruined the whole experience for me.
I hope I can get my own version of confident when driving. I really do!
Once I had stopped shaking, we headed out into the garden and I decided, impulsively to start weeding and chopping down over-hanging branches from our neighbours garden. One of which was from an apple tree – something that this little fellow was quite happy about!
Just look at that face.
And this face. This was him trying to sulk, but not being able to keep a sulky face. Turns out Mama is quite funny.
I ended today with roast duck, with plums, hoi sin and flatbreads (recipe coming soon). It was good but I’m so full and tired now.
I’m dreading the week ahead, just because I’m tired and it involves scaffolding.
Yep, building work is imminent. And I can’t work out whether to wee with excitement. Or panic a little bit…