At Least There's A Tour

The 11th hour and still nothing...



This is the ugly side of NaBloPoMo.

When it's late and the bed is calling and nothing has been
written because of the insane day.




At 6 am I found myself slapping my way through the dark to reach the phone (that I couldn't quite remember it's location). When I found it, the Hubby who was also in a very deep sleep was beating his alarm clock trying to get the ringing to stop -- I couldn't remember which button to push to answer the phone.
It was his work. The schedule had been changed and he was needed--pronto. In the complete darkness of our room, I thought it was the still the middle of the night.

Miss Ky was now awake.

A boy got up.

One boy was off to the bus stop at 8.00; 2 others off at 8.20; drove Miss Ky to play group at 9.00.

Cue the marathon meeting from 9.30am until 11.30 when I had to leave to fetch the wild one from play group. Then I headed back to the meeting--with Little Mermaid lunch box in tow (Miss Ky's, not mine).





We left that meeting at 3.15.

There was then the boy/bus/football pickup, a quick run to Tesco for bread and a eagerly anticipated DVD that was NOT released like iTunes lead me to believe,


friends over for dinner...



belly-shaking laughter until 10.30 pm and wishes for a safe drive home as the temperature begins dropping to freezing.

There needs to be about 4 more hours in each day.

Today there were no pictures taken of the fog that blankets our house every chilly morning...
or sun sparkling on the wet leaves that suffocate our driveway.
I'll have to make up for a day with no photos. But the great ending of the day means there are no regrets.

It has occurred to me that I haven't posted photos of the once very neglected garden. It still has another season of work to go, but it's heaven. These are all from October.


So what'd you do today?