What a week. I’d just got into a little bubble of cruising through life, working when I felt like it. But freelancing just doesn’t work like that. So this week, I’ve unexpectedly had quite a lot of work from three clients. Plus the usual bits and pieces going on with blogging and social media. And all of a sudden, the peace was shattered. I managed to protect my Monday morning swim though – but who wouldn’t when it means swimming in here in glorious sunshine?
We had a lovely weekend with a party on Saturday night to celebrate my friend’s wedding. Because the girls had swimming the following morning, we decided to come home rather than stay over. It ended up being a really late night for them but totally worthwhile. The party was fabulous and the girls enjoyed playing with other children and dancing to the band.
Sunday should have been a little quieter, but things never quite go to plan. The girls were up early as usual despite not having been in bed until late. They both did incredibly well in their swimming lessons with Lia starting to swim a bit further and Libby suddenly mastering bilateral breathing.
Then in the evening, my husband and I had a dilemma. Sundays were always my evening to play water polo, but recently he has been going out cycling with his friends. This was fine with me because not much was going on with polo training, but this week was different. I wanted to train and as predicted, he didn’t want to give Sunday evenings back.
So as a compromise, the girls came and watched me train. I’m not sure if this will be a long term solution because it ended up being another quite late night for them. Which wouldn’t be so bad if Saturday wasn’t a late one as well. I’ll be seeing how the arrangement goes for a while and if it’s not working then my husband and I will have to sort it out another way. Probably a fight to the death.
The highlight of the girls’ week was Lia’s taster day at school. She tends to have a very matter-of-fact way about her and didn’t come back raving about how wonderful school was, but took everything in her stride. She has no concept of how long it is until September and I’m fairly certain that from now on, she’ll be asking me every day whether she’s allowed to start school yet.
Thursday photo #116
In a week where there have been lots of opportunities to take lovely photos of the girls, I’ve taken absolutely none. So instead, here’s one I grabbed yesterday afternoon after ballet. It was watching week this week. Can you guess who took her lesson incredibly seriously and who spent the whole half an hour pulling a variety of funny faces?