Friday 18 February 2011: 'Ullo John! Got a new motor?
357/365: This shot has absolutely nothing to do with my day other than we walked past this garden (okay, okay, took a little detour because I wanted to show Maddy Moo this crazy old Reliant Robin) and I thought I'd blip it. Haven't really been in a photography kinda mood today... though the cheapo Optika fisheye I ordered from Amazon arrived today so I thought I'd have a teensy play with it. Looks like it could be fun. Shame the light was absolute pants today, but you can't have everything, huh?
Anyway... today was the 'first day of the rest of my life'. And oh my good grief how good was it not to have nightmares or wake up with that horrible 'something bad's gonna happen today' feeling? Almost like waking up in a Disney cartoon c. 1950 with bluebirds singing and the sun shining in an oh too blue sky. Almost. If you remove the cartoon factor. Move it into 2011. Remove the bluebirds and replace them with blackbirds. And paint out the blue sky with grey. And give me a really rubbish night's sleep then wake me at 6am with a child who's wet the bed. Well, that's exactly the same. :o)
I had to go and spoil it though by deciding to go to IKEA with the kids who are on half term hols. I only wanted to get some picture frames as it's about time I actually printed off some of the hundreds and hundreds of photos I'm forever taking. And we came away with only one frame (I had the 'not sure if this is the right sorta frame' panics when I was choosing it) and a toy snail, a spatula, an icing set, some wooden trains, postcards of fruit (my kids are weird) and an ice-cube tray... in the shape of some small fish. What the hell happened there then?!
Still, it's not as bad going to IKEA as it was when the kids were tiddly. I remember once, when I was 8 months pregnant with Felix, Maddy deciding to have a meltdown in the middle of the furniture section... so I route marched her to the beds bit and put her to bed for a nap! I was pregnant, ill and gave anyone who dared to even glance at me and my sleeping daughter looks that would have melted their eyebrows. Not my finest hour.
Right - must go and rescue dinner. Am making some potato salad to go with omelettes and token greenery which my children will poke and prod... then ignore. Family cooking is just so satisfying!
PS Had a really lovely email from my boss thanking me for all my hard work and wishing me well in the future.
PPPS I did, however, have some emails from
colleagues friends I worked with which were very lovely.
PPPPS And the combination of not having the one and having the others explained exactly why I felt torn about leaving yesterday... but showed that leaving was the right thing to do.