mothering Sunday


Here's a humble brag - I have lots of friends and it's sometimes hard to stay in touch. (Over now) And I was thinking about just how lucky I am because I have you guys who I send my ramblings to and you don't mind! And if you do you just tolerate it. 
Any way - thank you for being my select group of really lovely friends. 

Here's the email

The sun was shining in G when I got up last week, still cold though. My big sis had booked us a table at a place for a slightly early mother's day meal together (with mum of course) the food was delicious and plentiful. We got a doggy bag for K and then met up with him and enjoyed the wine at Wetherspoons. My sister saw people from her childhood days, some she knew the full name of despite not having seen them for nearly 50 years (impressive). It was lovely to relax together and laugh too. 
Upon our arrival home T was just pulling up, she chatted away and I tried to keep up but was so sleepy after midday drinks. We were still do full were didn't even eat tea.

Mothering Sunday was a strange one, my first without seeing A and it fell on Cs 30th anniversary. So long ago and yet it still feels painful and wrong. At least I was with my mum and sister which I don't get to do very often for his anniversary. I just about managed to get mum a cuppa on bed (she was sent back to it to make that happen) and then we joined J at church. I'm just about getting the hang of the new words. We were treated to some Philippino singing and a rose each. We popped in for a cuppa at my sister's and lovely K had brought us all flowers. 

I took mum out for lunch and one again are so much I was full for the rest of the day. The drive home was quick but very rainy and I was glad of my home and my husband when I got in. 

The work week flew by, with a parents evening to boot. Monday evening felt full on a good way. A coaching session, lovely chat with A and choir. At school the students were delighted with my hair cut and I felt very loved by them all. I had my last lesson with a couple of classes too. All so very real. I'm definitely going to miss the relationships I've developed and how much easier it is when you know lots of names and systems. 

I've been trying to plan what to take to Japan and what exactly makes sense to have, lots of walking so comfy shoes are a must. I can't quite get my head around what the weather will be like despite looking it up often. I think partly because we'll be moving quite far in the one country. 

Yesterday in the spirit of making the most of my last bonus Friday I got up and before 8:40 I had
Put on a load of washing 
Emptied the dishwasher
Washed the pizza thing
Cleaned the kitchen
Vacuumed downstairs 
Mopped the downstairs 
Cleaned both toilets
Had breakfast 
Emptied the bins
Then after a cup of tea I watered plants, sowed some seeds and then did the ironing. It was after all, the first day of spring.

After lunch BigA and I set off to see the W's for my last free Friday for the foreseeable future. I just love spending time with them and always feel I'm breathing real air. We arrived to 7 new puppies and the joy of real friendship. We caught up by an outside fire and delicious food later. Just wonderful. I don't want a puppy but I very much enjoyed the new puppy cuddles. 

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