Catch up

After a couple weeks of naval gazing, it's time to stop feeling sorry for myself.  For once, I'm so glad I'm living in the UK.  I'll take the grey days and crap weather for a life without earthquakes.  My heart goes out to the people of Christchurch - my hometown -now unrecognizable and grieving.  Thankfully mum and dad now live in the North Island so haven't been affected and friends have all been in touch that they're safe.

Matt's mid term holidays are hours away from ending and he starts back at Banbury School tomorrow on his newly reduced timetable of 3 days a week - Monday, Tuesday and Thursday.  Here's hoping and praying that the reduced hours enable him to cope with the work load and allow him to enjoy the teaching - and have time to look after the house, the dog and me...

The first weekend of the holidays started with the cashing in of my sister's Christmas present - a weekend babysitting my nephews and niece.  It seemed like such a good idea in December!  How hard could it be - a 14, 12 and 9 year old to look after?  Well let me tell you, I'm the proudest aunty out.  Matt and I had an excellent weekend being entertained a looked after by three lovely young people that are related to me!  They didn't even complain about my inability to not burn toast or cook enough pasta for everyone to eat at the same time.  Bless, they really are just the best.

On a different note, this weekend has been spent at home after the harsh realities of Matt's reduction in hours and the impact this has on our bank account became apparent.  However, after taking inspiration from my good friend, Julia Roberts in Eat, Pray, Love, I've yet again realised that it's not about the things we have but the experiences and people around us.  So on that note, our mini is up for sale - fantastic little go kart but now it's time for someone else to have the pleasure.
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