Monday, January 9, 2012

Hot hot hot

Can't move. Can't think. I feel grumpy. Don't know why I'm bothering to post...can tell you now this one isn't worth reading.

Just dragged Rosie and Rowan up to the ukulele shop to sort out the loose tuning peg. The guy has to order me a new one. Forty minute round trip in the car to find that out.

Now Rowan is unsettled. My own fault because I didn't wrap him when we got home. I thought it was too hot. He'll need a feed now.

Hoping I'll be able to have a swim in the pool when everyone is calm again. That should improve my mood...

4 comments:

Helen said...

Oh Rowan. I would come and cuddle you so Mummy could have a swim! Are you enjoying him anyway,Karen?

Karen said...

All better now...Rowan sleeping in the doorway after his feed so he can catch the afternoon seabreeze. And only half an hour until Chris gets home and swimming can then happen!

simone r said...

Today was foul. I had 7 kids here.

Karen said...

The day finished well.
The pool was like a warm bath when I finally got into it...but floating on my back looking at the clouds (therefore unable to hear a sound from inside the house) was most relaxing...
Taught myself to play Hallelujah on the ukulele as well.
Hope you were able to find some peace after the 7 kids were gone/in bed.