The week started with two days of no work at all, then work turned manic.
Here’s our week in pictures…
Day 343 – Sunday 9th December – a visit to the neighbours for coffee and mince pies (I don’t actually like either of them!) was an excuse to give the Christmas jumper its first airing. I’m a bit grumpy about Christmas and I love pandas, so what could be better? A rare Sunday without football, so my daughter and I went to see Nativity Rocks at the cinema, which was very enjoyable.
Day 344 – Monday 10th November – our tree isn’t up yet, but my husband was feeling the pressure of other houses in the village having outside lights up, so he’s decorated the front of our house. I think it looks lovely.
Day 345 – Tuesday 11th December – it’s been a quiet couple of days of work, so I’ve been making the most of it by getting on top of my wrapping. I’ve got a big job to start work on from tomorrow. A client sent me a bottle of wine for Christmas. They usually send me chocolate, which I love. I’m teetotal, so the wine wasn’t quite as welcome!
Day 346 – Wednesday 12th December – my eldest went out last night (on a school night, I didn’t agree!) and came home very late. He also brought a friend back to stay over. The friend could set my boys a very good example of how to be tidy.
Day 347 – Thursday 13th December – a busy day of work. I wrote last week about my younger son’s habit of leaving empty cereal boxes in the cupboard. It came back to haunt him this week, as I didn’t order any cereals for the Tesco delivery last night, because I genuinely thought we had lots of them. I replenished them today.
Day 348 – Friday 14th December – my younger son had an inset day. He went out with my husband in the afternoon and they unexpectedly came home with a Christmas tree. THIS Christmas tree. To give you an idea of scale, my son is 5′ 10″. Needless to say, it needed a bit cutting off the bottom. We then had to go and buy some more lights because the tree is so massive.
Day 349 – Saturday 15th December – a cold and rainy day. My husband and I made parkrun into a ‘parkrun sandwich’ – the middle part of an eight mile run, as we don’t have time to do a long run tomorrow. My parkrun was 40 seconds slower than last week, but that’s not bad as part of an eight mile run. You can see how wild the wind was from my hair!