MrsBrown's philosophy of life and stuff

It seems like people have been reasonably productive today and I'm all inspired.  Here's what I have achieved for today.

Slept 'til nine
Found yesterday's chemise to wear as I laze around the house
Said goodbye to our guests
Eaten breakfast prepared by mr-bassman
Read the internet (twice!)
Washed chocolate spread from Rose's hands
Watched mr-bassman wash chocolate spread from Rose's face
Ascertained that my eldest daughter is alive (and tempted her with Sinterklaas, which I realised later she's too late for)
Finished reading the last Tiffany Aching book
Watched mr-bassman play guitar while lying flat on the floor

Admire! Oh internet! Marvel at the productivity I display!

What shall I do next? The day is yet young!

mr-bassman thinks we should watch Black Books.  I might make my sewing list for January.

One free weekend before Festival down, one to go and I've been on the go the whole time, but I'm not sure I got much done;

We did get rid of a bunch of beds that have been hanging around at my place, they're at my Mum's new apartment.

We also have half a set of built in wardrobes built - bought seconds from IKEA and bodged together, so we paid $140 instead of $500 for the same thing.  That meant two IKEA visit's this weekend, and I think I know where the time went...

I also worked out how to save $120/month - but I had to invest $140 and a bunch of time (see above) and mr_bassman will have to do more work tomorrow and Tuesday, so I hope that not too many people come over to armour and distract him.

MsNotaGoth's desk is now in position too.  She's even done some homework at it!

And I even socialised!  I sewed one whole cringle on the new dining tent, and others sewed 2 others.  Eight to go! 

But I didn't do the work I was going to do, to make up for "working at home" on Wednesday, compounded by having to go to the hospital with Sneetch on Friday arvo (for a broken little finger, he's fine).  I should just remember, everytime -  I don't have the time to work any time but during work hours, and I'm kidding myself if I think I can.

I was also reminded that I have two children at school and Sundays are no longer a good time to relax and reflect on the weekend's achievements.  This evening, at 9.30pm on SUNDAY!!!!  they both competed for my attention - wanting help with their English homework. Amusingly, one's writing a Greek fable and the other's writing a fable about the beginning of language.  And neither of them realise that their mother managed to scrape through high school english, culminating in a beautiful 52% as her final year twelve english mark.  It's not that I can't write (see?) it's that I can't couldn't manage the crap required to pass - why should that have changed?

Here are the honey doo's for the week;

clean the Ford and take photo's for advertising ASAP (want to buy a 1992 Ford Falcon?)
Make shelves for the big built in.
Empty storage container and cancel our booking
Find paperwork for the tax return
organise the kindermusic booking