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"Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these." Luke 12:27 (NIV)

Monday, January 3, 2011

I Think We Went on a Summer Holiday

I'm back from a short very stint at the beach. But we didn't spend a lot of time on the beach compliments of La Nina, so I gather. It was wet and wetness tends to discourage outdoor ventures. It is pretty apt, afterall, I am a wet blanket of some description. Rain wetness equals catching cold in my book of paranoid possibilities. Hence, the prospect of dancing in the rain doesn't appeal.
Like I said, "wet blanket".

I didn't mind being stuck indoors, quite frankly. I read when I could... When I wasn't interrupted by the 3 year old who was looking for someone to play with.

The 3 year old was up to her usual tricks, of course. There would be no holiday from those. There would be no holiday from sibling squabbles or hourly (occasionally obsequious) demands for food.

And there was a case toilet regression. I'll spare you the details except it ended up with me scrubbing carpets and doing a spot o' washing
A case of citrus overload and all that.
I live in hope that one day, our warnings and cautions will penetrate her fruit-fogged brain. However, lately, I have come to a place where I suspect all that is merely a case of hope triumphing over reason.

At the end of each day, I was ready to collapse into the comforts of bed.

My thought, to console myself, at the end of the five nights was "At least I don't have to deal with the housework until next week."

Mummies don't really have holidays.



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