It's a total sign of sisterly love to accompany your sibling to IKEA on a Saturday to buy a sofa. AND to load the 49674385 boxes to make up the aforementioned sofa in the back of your car (who knew sofas came in boxes? Not me. Life is full of surprises). Because clearly... it's not the best day to visit the place. Not unless you want to park 65KM away from the door. Not unless you like screaming children. To be honest I felt like screaming at times too.
But the sofa was perfect - you couldn't have fitted another tea-light in the back of my car if you'd tried - and I found a very pretty toilette roll holder so that the loo roll won't have to live on the handle of the toilette brush anymore. Mr M will be pleased, he didn't like the toilette paper on top of the toilette brush at all. Me? I have other fish to fry.
Like the laundry, which I swear multiplies exponentially day by day. I don't actually know what exponentially means (I used to... it resonates a little), but it sounds like A LOT and I have A LOT of laundry.
So the reason we went to IKEA is that my little sister is moving back here to live in the same city and I'm very excited.
Changing the subject somewhat I went to Pilates for the second time today (I'm so unfit I can barely press the keyboard keys) and tomorrow I have an induction to the gym. I kind of fear for my life but hey... danger is my middle name... not. It's more like "I'd rather be sitting on the sofa knitting' actually.
More than anything I ran out of excuses, even to myself and I'm excellent at making excuses to myself for not doing something... so we'll see. (she says munching on sourdough toast and literally licking the butternut squash soup bowl)
Boys are well, getting used to the new routine is hard, getting them out of bed in the morning is getting as hard as achieving peace in the middle east... we're operating on a cease fire at a time. At any one time there's one out of the three that doesn't want to move, or leave the school bag behind, or the swim bag behind... or the blazer on the bus... etc etc.
No 1 has a bad back and is awaiting a visit to the specialist. He's not very talkative at the moment. He's also 15 1/2.
No 2 was completely thrilled about the launch of GoPro drone 'karma' today. How is that going to impact on his life I have no idea. He will not get one of those for Christmas.
No 3 burst into tears half way through a bowl of cereals and announced he'd lost his 'conduct card', which they must carry at all time and gets signed by teachers if they forget their homework, or don't have the right stuff with them etc. The irony was totally missed on him. Not in the mood.
I'll leave you with an old one but good one...
Have a good week.