Sunday 6 February 2011: Schnoz
345/365: Poor little boshed-in-beaked bird. Kinda reminds me of Jimmy Durante. It doesn't look that happy, however you look at it.
*ignore the following whinge if you'd rather!*
Had another of those 'nearly didn't blip today at all' moments. And I'm so close to the 365, I don't know what's come over me. I just had that all-consuming urge to just walk away. Just stop. You know. I think that feeling is probably more tied up with how I feel about work right now... but it seems to be leaking into the rest of my life too. I've been working my notice since December, and I've still got, officially, 44 days left to work. I just want to go. I don't want any leaving do. No card. No, well... anything really. If I could just book off the last few days as leave without telling anyone I was finishing early... that would be much better. So tired and so fed up of it. Tomorrow is looming and the back to work feeling descends.
Anyway - ignore that. S'just me moaning. I'll get through it. Even if it does feel like forever, it isn't.
So... Felix has just come in wanting to make a 'thing that gets dragged along the water'. 'Go and ask your mother', says Nick. 'A thing... you know... that gets dragged along... on the water', says Felix earnestly. 'Oh! Waterskis!!'... lightbulb moment for me. 'Well, just one small problem', I continue... 'You haven't got any skis. Or a boat. Or any water.' 'But I WANT to...', persists, Felix. But not for long, because he's decided the bit of wood he did find (which kinda did look a bit like waterski handles if you thought long enough about it) can be a sword. So he's off to be a pirate instead.
Phew. Another minor domestic drama averted.
Full day today too - even though I've felt tired enough to want a nap every few minutes. Started by making pancakes for the kids' breakfast (Maddy ate 5: Felix 4) Then, went for a walk around Nottingham University Park lake this morning whilst the kids rode and scooted their way ahead of us and we were all blustered about by the wind. Then, home for some lunch. Watched 'Up' with the kids and Nick (and I cried at it... again!)... then made the filling for a pie for our dinner... then did some painting with the kids... then finished off making and baking the pie, ably assisted by Felix (who actually did a good job of helping - miraculous!)... then some tidying... then dinner scoffing... interspersed by laundry and dishwashing.
Yeah, not massively exciting. But at least we got out of the house for a bit. Even if the normal struggle to get out was slightly more surreal than normal. Usually the kids don't want to leave the house because 'it's co-o-o-old', 'I'm TI-YERD', 'I HATE going for walks'... but today's reason for pre-walk moaning? The kids wanted to do litter picking on our street.
Litter picking! Voluntarily!!!!
PS Maddy has just made herself a guitar out of scrap wood from Nick's studio!
PPS She says it's actually a type of banjo but it has a different name - 'PCS'. It's very cool and I must remember to take a photo of it tomorrow. She's even drawn a birthday cake on it complete with lemon icing. Love my Maddy Moo. :o)