Woke up at 6:30am expecting to be unable to move, but found, to my delight, that my knees are OK, my saddle-sore bum isn't too bad, and my 'get-up-and-go' is running at full throttle.
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Painted the front garden fence by 9:15am.
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| Phase 1.... |
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| Mission accomplished and still only 9;15AM! |
Repotted all the baby geraniums, marigolds and 2 pumpkins.
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| Lots of geraniums and marigolds! |
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| Pumpkins |
Baked a batch of apricot and dark chocolate wholemeal muffins ready for tomorrow's escapades at the coast.
The beef stew looks awesome, bubbling away in the slow-cooker.
Am collecting C1 and C2 at 5pm, so the extra couple of hours is giving me so much extra space to do stuff in a relaxed manner. I also find that having no interest in food whatsoever makes doing stuff like this such a joy. No stopping for 'I'm hungry - what's for lunch' or 'I'm bored' or 'watch me while I bounce/stand on my hands/zap a zombie etc'. My time is mine, and I love it. I also love my children, but having an oasis of calm once a fortnight is bliss, especially now that I am feeling so much better, and lighter in body and spirit.
I am on record as saying "I love my son but I love him even more when he has gone to bed" :-)
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Ha Ha!!!! Singing from the same hymn sheet! :)
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