Lazy weekends.

Tissues, food, tissues, The L-Word and more tissues. That is primarily what my weekend has consisted of. Although, this time I am not the sole user of the tissues. I have spent the majority of my weekend in bed because Anna has been sick. Now, I am not blaming my girlfriend for my inactivity in general, I think that this lazy lounging has done me good as well. I feel properly relaxed and well-rested for the first time in ages.

That means that my napping schedule is going to have to do with some alterations. Seeing as I have been napping daily (yes like an old woman), since my partner in crime isn't around, that became sort of a routine. However, now that I might not need the napping, what should I do with that half an hour a day? Something productive, like writing, or reading, or perhaps deal with the ironing? Naah, if I know me right that half an hour will be well spent doing something absolutely unproductive; like trying to beat level 809 on Pet Rescue Saga or I might even try to beat my high score in Temple Run. This makes me realise that I don't have much of a social life when my Nicky isn't around. I don't mind, I like spending time on my own, but it is getting a bit tedious. Something tells me I am going to have to be a bit brave and reach out to a soul or two. Already have a date set up with my lovely Kristin at the end of the weekend. I might just be able to blame my busy schedule for not being able to press anything else in?

Home and back again.

The last week I spent in Sweden to attend my grandfather's funeral. I made sure to catch up with some relatives and my dogs, but I also spent the majority of that week, plus the week before that, being sick. Have you ever managed to get rid of a clingy cold only to get a dash of anew one as soon as the previous one is gone? That is what is happening to me right now, and has been happening since mid January. It is not easy getting rid of a cold when you live in a house where the three kids take turns being sick, only I get a dose of it every time each one of them gets sick.

Needless to say, all my powers are drained and I feel like lying down in my bed and not get up until June, at the very earliest. However, I am really glad that spring is here properly now and hopefully it'll only get warmer from here on.

This is me signing out to grab a large cup of Lemsip and my book.

I adult very well.

I never realised how much of an adult I was until I got to spend time with children.

I have always found that the 'adult' things in life didn't come too easily and I often felt a surge of panic when I had to do the simplest things, that I classified as adult. However, having spend countless days with children, I realise that these things come quite naturally to me whenever I am the person that actually has to do it. I mean I could send of the youngest to do the weekly shopping. I would not go down well with his parents and we might never get the shopping because he'd get distracted by a dog mid way (not saying that I never get distracted by dogs whilst doing the weekly shopping). And to be honest, I am really enjoying it. I am thoroughly enjoying doing packed lunches, doing laundry, making dinner and making sure no one has sweets before tea time.

I am also thoroughly enjoying spending time with the children, which I, before I got here, to be perfectly honest, thought would be something that I would find hard. But dare I say, it comes naturally. Then again, that could be simply because the children and I share so many interests, it doesn't really get boring hanging out with them.

However, my only worry right now is; how do you entertain a 9 y/o for an entire week when there is no school on, play dates aren't possible and whatever museum you propose is the equivalent of a deadly virus?

Easter holiday

To me it is very foreign that the children have up to four weeks of easter holiday when we in Sweden only have one week. It is also a bit scary to know that that is four weeks of full days where I am going to have to activate three children. Thankfully I only have two of them at the same time since they are off to skiing camps and tennis courses and what not. But still. There are only so many times you can bring a child to the Science Museum without said child being rather fed up with what is on display.

Good thing about this holiday though, is that I got an entire week off, which was spent rather nicely. Half of it in Paris with my little sister and the other half in London with my little sister. We managed to be very tourist-y in Paris and then not as tourist-y in London. It has been so nice to have her around and as much as I have enjoyed her company it is going to be nice to get my bed back and not have her stuff all over my bedroom surfaces. Yes I am one of those people that go 'please come visit' and low key hate sharing my space. 

In less than two weeks though I am on my way back home for my grandfather's funeral and a few much appreciated days with my dogs and family.