Wednesday, 29 August 2012

Snippets of everyday conversation #17

Bank Holiday Monday...

The Husband: "Ok, so now we've sold the (huge, reclaimed oak, gorgeous, heavy, cumbersome) dining table we could sort out the (chipped, scuffed, scruffy) painted floor before we put another table in there.  We could make a start tomorrow.  I'd like to hire a sander though so we can get a better finish."

The Father-in-law (visiting for the day):  "You could sand it right back to the wood and varnish it".

The Husband:  "Yeah, it would look nice.  We'd need to do the hall and living room though 'cos it all runs into one with having no carpets in any of the downstairs rooms".

Me:  " There's no way I can face all that dust, it would be a nightmare.  The only way that is going to happen is if you send me and the boys on a weeks holiday".

The Husband: "Hmmm." 

Later that very same day...

Me:  I've had a rethink.  In fact, I've had a complete change of heart and think we should sand the floors back to wood.  It's not really like us to be put off by a bit of dust and upheaval is it?"

The Husband (more than a little taken aback at the complete, and somewhat uncharacteristic, turnaround):  "Yeah?" 

Since then, we've hired and collected a floor sander and are now knee deep in sawdust.  The floors are coming up lovely though :)

Monday, 27 August 2012


Ok.  Time to own up.  Who stole Summer?

I'm not even making reference to the less than tropical weather conditions of the last few months. 

No.  I'm talking about time.  Where have the last few weeks and months gone?  The school summer holidays have positively flown by.  We're already having to think about new school shoes and uniforms.

I for one am not ready for the onslaught of September.  And no, the promise of a so called 'Indian Summer' isn't helping with that.  Actually, the very idea of it is like rubbing salt into the wound with the Sun grinning and saying "Ha, I refused to shine the whole time you were able to kick back and take it easy but not you're all back to the daily slog then here I am to mock you!!". 

With September comes the return to school, nervous anticipation of a new class and the academic year stretching out ahead, seemingly endless.  It's much the same for me in my work at a local University.  September is a notoriously busy time.  It's enough to make we want to lay down in a darkened room just thinking about it.

Usually I feel like September is an opportunity for a new start after replenshing energy levels over the Summer months. I generally embrace the cooler, crisper months of Autumn with it's rich earthy colours and see this time as the calm before the excitement of Christmas and all that comes with that!

Not this year though.  Energy stores are currently low and spitits are dipping before we even begin to think seriously about the potential drudge of Winter.

Hmmph.  In  a word.  Hmmph.

How are you feeling about the end of Summer?  Are you raring to get back into normal life having had enough of school holidays and empty promises of hot weather and balmy nights that never were?.

Monday, 6 August 2012

Snippets of everyday conversation #16

Me to The Eight Year Old: "So, if a a friend of yours at school was about to become a big brother or sister what would you say to them about what it's like to be a big brother to a one year old?"

The Eight Year Old:  "Top three things...having cuddles....playing...making him laugh.  And top three bad things...being asked to watch him for a minute when I'm trying to play on the Wii...him trying to reach my lego...trying to play trains with him when all he wants to do is destroy the track and try to eat it!!"