Well it seems that I am losing my blogging battle. Every day turned into every two days, which has now seemingly become once a week. It’s one of those things, I suppose. Our health is fairly decent. The children have a slight cold, so H took a day off on Monday. That’s a day of jobs falling by the wayside. Today was a national holiday. I spent the morning catching up on washing, and then the afternoon searching for the non-existent pair of white 100cm tights for H’s kindergarten play. I yelled at my husband, got angry and generally blamed all those around me for the stupidity of the kindergarten. Apparently it’s a staple. I should be buying white tights in October, as soon as they come into stores for the season. It’s a bit like whole chickens at the supermarket. So tomorrow, H has to go to nursery with a pair of tights that are three inches too long with the heel on the back of her ankle. I asked her,
“do you think you can bear wearing these big tights just for your play?”
“Yes,” she smiled without hesitation.
It seems I had put too much emphasis on something yet again.
Tonight, with a sleeping L on the sofa, my husband reading manga and the whirr of the dishwasher in the background, I am feeling strangely calm and very sleepy. I started my new training programme at the gym yesterday, and my legs and bum are REALLY feeling it today. I’m hoping Y will get home from work early tomorrow and let me get on with it. He’s been really busy recently with deadlines and the like. We were planning on going out to see a film on my birthday, but it turns out that Eclipse is already showing at the pictures until the end of November, so that’s going to get pushed forward (although I’m only half way through the book, so have to get a move on with that), and we’ll go out to an izakaya (bar/restaurant) on my birthday instead. There are a few lovely little independent places in Takasaki. Y suggested going to a small nomiya in our town that we would be able to walk home from, but I love the atmosphere in Takasaki, and my birthday is on a Saturday, so going out somewhere nice will be so much better. Even if it means having to pay for a cab. Maybe we can just go out really early and then get a bus home…more economical, but more work for MIL having to actually put the children to bed. Well, we’ll see anyway.
It’s almost midnight, so I’d better get to bed and finish reading!