Today is a good day. Despite having fallen asleep around 2 a.m. out of habit, I didn't feel horrible having to get up at half six. In fact it actually felt good to get up early. I think my body needs exercise, but I'm too easily bored to do anything that mindless... anyway, I got to work on time, didn't forget to bring my guitar (Claire has to choose an instrument to play for next year and I'm introducing her each Wednesday to one of my instruments). I did leave it there tonight by mistake, but that's not such a bad thing, it'll give me something to distract them with tomorrow.
The kids both got up pretty late, which gave me the time to finish the small amount of ironing I'd been asked to do. Actually it wasn't that small, and seriously, you'd be surprised how annoying and fiddly it is to iron little kids' clothes. They watched TV quietly until we had to leave (though I had to stop myself changing the channel when Spongebob came on - Nans and I have a vendetta against him, we think he's a bad influence). And then, just before we left for the kids' various activites, my mobile rang.
It was Nans ringing to tell me he'd got a job. To bring you up to speed we need to flashback to yesterday when I went to work leaving a thoroughly depressed Nans sifting moodily through job offers online. Two hours later he rang to tell me he'd got an interview this morning for a phone sales job, and was very happy about it. By the time I got home he was completely stressed out because he had no printed CVs and we had no black ink left in the printer. I made him a payella and he felt better. Anyway, his interview was this morning and he rang afterwards to tell me he'd got the job (which, incidentally, had turned into a door-to-door sales job).
Now he's on the phone and his mother and brother seem to be persuading him it's a bad idea, because the employer didn't even interview him, he just asked him to tell a dirty joke and lose the suit for the next day, and gave him the job. He hasn't signed a contract yet. He has no idea whether or not he works this weekend.
But never mind. I still think today is a good day. The kids got to their activites ok, I bought fruit for them and they ate it, I only had to punish Kevin once, and it was warm outside so we went to the park in the afternoon. And I found an easy-to-park-in green (cheap) spot near-ish to the flat when I got home. So even if Nans' new job is a false hope, at least today will have gone well.
The kids both got up pretty late, which gave me the time to finish the small amount of ironing I'd been asked to do. Actually it wasn't that small, and seriously, you'd be surprised how annoying and fiddly it is to iron little kids' clothes. They watched TV quietly until we had to leave (though I had to stop myself changing the channel when Spongebob came on - Nans and I have a vendetta against him, we think he's a bad influence). And then, just before we left for the kids' various activites, my mobile rang.
It was Nans ringing to tell me he'd got a job. To bring you up to speed we need to flashback to yesterday when I went to work leaving a thoroughly depressed Nans sifting moodily through job offers online. Two hours later he rang to tell me he'd got an interview this morning for a phone sales job, and was very happy about it. By the time I got home he was completely stressed out because he had no printed CVs and we had no black ink left in the printer. I made him a payella and he felt better. Anyway, his interview was this morning and he rang afterwards to tell me he'd got the job (which, incidentally, had turned into a door-to-door sales job).
Now he's on the phone and his mother and brother seem to be persuading him it's a bad idea, because the employer didn't even interview him, he just asked him to tell a dirty joke and lose the suit for the next day, and gave him the job. He hasn't signed a contract yet. He has no idea whether or not he works this weekend.
But never mind. I still think today is a good day. The kids got to their activites ok, I bought fruit for them and they ate it, I only had to punish Kevin once, and it was warm outside so we went to the park in the afternoon. And I found an easy-to-park-in green (cheap) spot near-ish to the flat when I got home. So even if Nans' new job is a false hope, at least today will have gone well.
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