We took 40 Brownies away (OK, 39, one had a meltdown at a crucial moment, and had to be hauled off the coach in a manner reminiscent of drunken passengers being removed from planes, and then she came along later), brought 35 home (5 went home early), appear to have avoided drowning and trenchfoot (it rained. A lot) and passed our licences (rah).
The worst bit was at 1am on Saturday, when I was finally assembling my bed. The second worst bit between 1 am and 5 am when the night was interrupted by the sound of thundering feet in wellies (why are they so loud) as children careered from tent to loo and back. It stopped only when it rained, so the night was interrupted by the sound of water on canvas. The third worst bit was at 5am, when the tent dwellers woke up and started raising hell. At 6am, I decided I could ignore it no longer and got them up.
The other worst bit was a muddle with the forms, which I shan't go into here, but, my God, why can't people keep their data up to date. I need a hair dye job.
I'm now sulking at home with a cold. Well. In all honesty, it's more exhaustion than a cold. Add in that P and I have been having one of those long, in depth, discussions about how much Guiding I do. Yes, I know I do too much. No, you can't expect me to drop it all instantly, but I will cut back. Yes, I do realise if I have children that I will have to cut back. No, I'm not going to worry about that until I actually have children. I'm knackered, stop getting bolshy about it, I will only get bolshy back and that won't help anyone. You sound like my MOTHER!
Other than that, I feel like I've been going out with him for months, and it's only been three weeks. There are disadvantages to having a man who lives 80-odd miles away. It makes for a very uneven relationship. I think, though, I'm getting this one right. If there is such a thing as getting a relationship right. Certainly, there's more communication going on in this relationship than any other I've had. And useful communication. Not just noise. I wouldn't say I'm madly in love with him at this point. I do miss him when he's not here. We never seem to have enough time with each other. I am enjoying being wanted.
Inner nineteen year old is still happy. Outer 32 year old is giggling over the indescribable flag she was given as a present from Berlin. I seem to have, de facto, turned into a collector of East German Youth Memoribilia. I'll have to take photos. Suffice it to say that blue satin with gold fringing and some really rather far out embroidery ("Fur Freiden und Sozialismus" anyone?) is hanging from my standard lamp in a manner similar to the Union Flag in Withnail & I. I'm knitting him a scarf, with ideas of moving onto a hat. Wednesday night, I started reading his latest book (is it dreadful of me to want to Tippex out the part of the acknowledgements that refer to his ex? I don't think I'm going to, but, oh, the temptation). I got a bit distracted as I couldn't for the life of me remember the difference between GDR, FDR (or FRG) and DDR so I checked my stamp collection. This made it simpler, but I got totally distracted and ended up soaking a lot of stamps off envelopes. Australian Airmail Stamps are the very devil to remove.
I'm also knitting socks for my Daddy. With a sort of a jogless spiral join. As Grumperina explains. I also intend to do an afterthought heel, à la Elizabeth Zimmerman. This is mostly because I don't know how much of the second colour I have, so it seems sensible to just knit that up in a toe up stripey manner, and then see what happens...
List
- Pack Holiday Accounts, Evidence for Qualification and report for Henry Smith Charity
- Tax Return as far as possible
- Collect clobber from parents Parents, bless them, delivering clobber as Mum wants to go to John Lewis' sale
- Stick stamps into stamp album
- Knit
- Rest
- Brownies accounts
- Maybe go for a short run On the basis that I was knackered half way through the walk to Brownies, this will be Sunday
- Supermarket Shop
- Laundry ongoing
- P Sunday evening
- Potter and tidy
- Buy Dad's birthday present
- Take iPad to be mended
- Sort out Friday's Brownies just need to find circular templates... which I have put somewhere safe after PH. Bother.
Rather more achievable than the last list, really. Although, I would like to point out that the 50 item to-do list was completed, to time, with minimal tears.
xxx
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