The Sage has made a small alteration to the catalogue, so Weeza and I have made the changes, taken the photos and Weeza has given me the latest PDF on a memory stick for, we hope, the final proof-read. Though I’m not printing it tonight, it can wait until tomorrow. But there’s always so much to do, how am I going to ever get it done? I’ve got three meetings tomorrow, two at the school and one here, with our insurance broker, and I’m falling behind on my other work and the garden needs so much done at this time of the year. I’m trying very hard to keep a balance, being under quite a lot of pressure, so took much of today off with Weeza and Gus, but all that means is a bigger backlog. I used to be able to get a lot done in the evenings or early mornings, but I get too tired now and need a long time to unwind or I don’t sleep.
Sometimes, honestly, I think that a proper 9-5 job and then come home and get on with domestic stuff would be far easier. Too late for me, though, I’m not going to do it now. I’m close to juggling deadlines, though, and am feeling the stress of it.
Oh bum. Sorry. This is the upbeat blog, where I remind us all that life is splendid and every moment to be appreciated. And I certainly did enjoy today. We went to the very good little café at the local garden centre for lunch and then went and mooched around looking at plants. We spent a lot longer than we’d planned because Gus went to sleep and so, since he would have woken on being put in the car, we stayed, walking and talking, until he woke up again.
Good news of the day is that the Head has just become a grandfather again for the third time, though the first baby for the couple concerned. I’m sure I’ll see photos before the week is out. Like the Sage and me, he and his wife are doting grandparents.
And I’ve just had an email from Dilly asking us to join them for Squiffany’s birthday tea next Tuesday. And the family will all be together on Sunday. So I’m going to stop worrying and enjoy life after all. What else is there to do?