Sunday, 27 September 2009

All this stuff can go in a bag...I think.



Finn appeared at the end of our bed at about 2am this morning, as a whispery shadow. He couldn't sleep with all the boys snoring next door, so was seeking permission to go to his own bed. Just as well he asked, as Meg was ensconced in his and it would not have been pleasant for any of us if he had tried to sneak in there.
Max came looking for him at 8.30am as they had started x-boxing again. Michaela came over at 9.30am and said he HAD to get out of bed as her mum was making pancakes and it was his party. I think they are trying to run him into the ground!! He slept-walked over to Max's.
I went to town to get chill-pills for the journey. I have to get the timing right so that I don't have to carry the children and the luggage onto the plane. Then I met Mary for our last coffee. If felt very natural to be sitting there. All that cleaning together must fast track friendships as I feel as if we have known each other for ever. No-one else is going to bring me coffee at just the crucial moment. I have to stand on my own two feet now. We didn't hug, shake hands or have any kind of histrionics. We just said "see you later", and both firmly believed it.
Finn nipped into the house in time to recieve a phone call from Sam. He just had time to go back next door and thank them for his party before running down to Sam's to stay there until they leave for a holiday in the North Island tomorrow morning. Shannon noted that he was still wearing the same clothes since he arrived at her's a couple of days ago. This concept of not washing or changing is new to her, but in a surprising wave of empathy, she realised that she had not been in the shower for 3 days herself. This of course, is not as disasterous as a 12 year old boy not showering. He has brushed his teeth in the passing.
Meg spent the day at Victoria's and Spook had a horrible day at the plant with things not going to plan.
So it was just as well I was at home in charge of .............stuff. This is how far I had got at 4pm coffee time. It doesn't look much better at 9pm but has actually taken a giant leap forward and Meg told me she was "very impressed"...............Phew!!!!
grateful for:
Spook's magical way with baggage allowance. And the fact that he is here to send on anything precious that doesn't fit in. Finn and I have next to nothing, and Meg has all the trappings of a teenager. Out of a 30kg allowance each, we are at maximum capacity with Finn and I using about 10kg each. So I would add in gratitude for Spooks amazing ability to absorb all the things that Meg casually presents him with as a 'must'.

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