I couldn't help myself, I picked a few of the lavender flowers to sit in a glass on my kitchen bench and smell nice at me. They're so lavendery! My new herb book has a recipe for lavender lemonade that I think I'll try in summer and pretend I'm adventurous and willing to give anything a go. Because you know, lavender lemonade. Big risk.
Theme for this day: chaotic disorganisation. As if there is another kind. I rushed to the Four Square at the last minute before school to add to the children's meagre lunch boxes.The cashier disapproved of the pikelet brand I bought, their other brand is much nicer. Fluffy and delicious. Nathan also disapproved; turns out they were mouldy. Overspending on inedible food! Double fail!! Which is a type of win. I forgot to withdraw money for Nathan's bus ticket again, had to frog the baby cardi all the way back to the armpits on account of not reading the instructions, and even though I had gone out for food again this afternoon, I had to send Warren a third time. Because I had not bought any vegetables. I would like to say that's the end of the list, but it really isn't.
I fell asleep while sitting on the couch with a phone in my hand that I didn't drop and three children milling about. Quiet children. But nevertheless. I woke in time to drive Eilidh to dance, and the moon was up and shining at us and being all beautiful and I suggested we go have a picnic there one day. Eilidh declined. It's the getting there and back she's against. We added astronaut to her list of careers she doesn't want to have. Also, teacher, politician and chef.
I know life will get much busier, and a lot harder, at some point in the future. It always does. But dear god I am so thankful for these quiet restful days.