Thursday, January 12, 2012
Our first week back in the Fibro following the Epic Family Holiday has been like that. Starting late. Easing into the day. Nowhere in particular to be. Nothing in particular to do.
It's lovely. The boys are relaxing. They play together. They bicker. They do something separately for a while. They come back together. I faff about, providing snacks, reading my book, an occasional spot of housework.
The perfect rhythm for a school holiday. Except I'm not. At school. Or on holidays. Somewhere in the back of my mind is the notion that there are a couple of deadlines screaming my way. Sigh. Best I think about those.
[image: via weheartit]