This week has already half passed me by in a bit of a whirlwind. Sorry for the absence of posts this week. Right now life continues to be quite busy, with Daniel home and away all week (this single parenting is no easy gig), and yesterday a sports carnival to attend. I can't remember the last time I was so very tired. I sat on the lounge last night too tired to talk, to knit or even to read. It brought back memories of those long tiring days of working on check-outs in busy supermarkets, and I guess in some ways feeling that tiredness again can be a useful reminder of those days of my life.
Today I am going to take it a little easier, not do too much and just enjoy being at home. It is fun to get out and do things, but so very nice to know that I can stay home and recover (and catch up) the very next day. I am off now to make my second cup of coffee for the day, purposely ignoring the half done washing up in the sink. The fire is on and the sun is out. For just a little while longer the housework can wait.