Life is a bit hectic.
I work 35 hours a week for a large DIY shed as a kitchen designer – but I rarely do just 35 hours, I normally have a couple of hours overtime at least, so my normal working week is usually about 37 hours. On the plus side, my working day can start at 7am, meaning I finish at 4. Or I can start work at 12 noon and finish at 9pm, meaning I have the morning at home.
And I run a business with my ex-husband – this is a busy time of the year, with the end of our financial year and the end of the tax year, and the VAT quarter all happening at once.
And now that ‘my’ National Trust property is open again, I’m volunteering there when I can. It’s nothing like the volunteering I was doing before – there’s no costume, the house isn’t open yet, I’m literally just checking names off a list. But it’s good to be back and we have high hopes of being able to re-open the house in May.
My parents continue to get old, and I now try to get down to see them once a fortnight or so. As they’re a two hour drive away, this is a full day – leave the house around 9 in the morning, get there around 11, then head for home around 6 or 7, getting home between 8 and 9.
The gym is re-opening on 12th April. That happens to be a day off, so I’ve booked for the first slot of the day – I shall be there at 6.30 in the morning. I used to go to the gym every other day, come hell or high water. The lovely Jules has been running virtual gym sessions every day – and I started with the best of intentions, but I didn’t do anything like as many as I should have. No-one to blame but myself, but I’m looking forward to being back in the ‘real’ gym. Will I go back to my ‘every other day’ routine? I’m not sure. I need to build things up gradually and sensibly if I stand a chance of getting back to the level of fitness I was at pre-lockdown.
Gardening season is upon us, and although I only have a small garden there’s still grass to be cut and weeds to be weeded and things to tie back
I have a cleaner who comes in once a fortnight – she basically cleans the two main floors (ground floor and first floor). She doesn’t clean the attic where my lodger lives – he does that himself – and she doesn’t clean the basement or the office. I’ve just extended her hours to include the basement (well, the cellar steps, passage and laundry room), and the office. I decided to stop pretending that I would clean those areas myself – I did, occasionally, but not as often as I should.
So that’s a couple of jobs off my to-do list.
But of course there are other things that need to be fitted in – today I’ve had a day off from work. So far I’ve –
- booked the cat in for a visit to the vet on Monday morning
- taken my car to the garage because the intermittent engine warning light has now become permanent
- booked in to have my eyebrows done
- checked my bank account
- paid a bill
- changed the date of my gas safety inspection
- been to Aldi for my weekly shop
- done some work in the office
- trimmed half way round the grass edges and weeded as I went along
- sat outside with a coffee for five minutes
- tried to book a holiday (but the place I really wanted to stay was fully booked and I can’t find anywhere else close to where I want to be)
- snoozed on the sofa for an hour after lunch – it is a day off after all
This evening I’ll eat pizza and drink wine, because it’s a Friday, and that’s what I do on a Friday. Then I’ll spend a bit of time looking for a new car. Oh, and I’ll finish writing this blog post.
I’m full o’ busy – and that’s the way I like it.
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