...Well, almost. Actually this is my New Normal for the next 3 months. Pea at home in between exams, the boys at school. Then in late July all 3 at home all day, every day...
My routine goes completely out of the window when they are on holiday. I can't switch off properly and seem to spend all day going from one thing to another, ending up worn out but without actually achieving anything. They don't make demands on me but I have the mindset that if they are there, they may want something and I need to be able to provide it. It's just something that crept into my head with their births and hasn't, as yet, left me. They are a distraction.
Take today for example, first day back to school after half-term. Pea planned to revise for tomorrow's exams and I had a small mountain of papers casting a shadow over my day which really needed to be binned or dealt with. The former not being an option, I resigned myself to a few hours work, intermittently broken by staring out of the window and day dreaming.
We had lunch and I planned to make some soap for Babs and Richard's shop at Cadeiriau Mon. Pea had other ideas. It was sunny and warm, why be in the kitchen when we could be at the beach? Why indeed? My resolve crumbled like a cheesecake base and we went to the beach. She is clearly a bad influence on me and I will have to be more disciplined in future, (with myself, not Pea).
We drove the few miles to the beach down green lanes, frothing at the edges with cow parsley and buttercups. I could feel the change in air temperature the moment we got out of the car.
Pea seemed unfazed and indulged in the freedom of an empty beach and abandoned revision books.
Somewhere around 9pm all will be quiet. I can let my mind wander wild and free. I can think of what I want, daydream and wish and be myself.