And breathe.
A whirlwind of occurrences, that's the life I lead. Well, only sometimes these days, anyway.
The week went something like this:
Monday - The Kid was still not very well having just parted company with a sicky, coldy bug but still managed to soldier on through his 8 month check up with The Health Visitor. He smiled at all the right things, burped loudly followed by a bellow of giggles, frowned when The Health Visitor tickled him under the chin, bobbed up and down to imaginary music and clapped on demand, and then when he got bored he chewed his shoe and farted. I then dropped him off at nursery whilst I headed home to try and get some work done. It's amazing when you are writing how quickly nursery/school pick up time comes round...6 pages written; 9 calls made; 7 emails responded to.
Tuesday - The Kid took a backwards step in his recovery. All plans - blown out. Spent day with ass hovering over sofa, wishing I could just sit down for two seconds without mopping up snot, puke or rocking back and forth...0 pages written; 0 calls made; 0 emails read let alone responded to.
Wednesday - The Kid made a fantastically remarkable recovery and had so much energy all day I bit the bullet and decided to take him to his swimming class. After a hard hour in the gym I dashed home to make a few calls whilst my Mum was still enthralled with her Grandson. Perfick...0 pages written; 4 calls made; all emails read; 1 child knackered after a hard swim.
Thursday - first of all, thanks must go to the most courteous Mark for organising another little Blogette/Facebook get-together. Yet again, a very enjoyable afternoon which - horror of horrors - turned into an early evening minus child for me. My system was so shocked by the lack of The Kid's bathtime "splash-splash", the fight to get him into his sleep suit afterwards and then the gentle prodding to keep him awake for his bottle, that I felt the need to consume more than my original 'just the one'...3 new chapters outlined; 5 calls made; 2 meetings attended; 1 social gathering attended; email read & responded to; 1 very odd journey home having laughed out [very] loud at my book on many occasions and then realising I wasn't the only person in the carriage. :0)
Friday - The Kid's music class and this week he emerged as star pupil due to his innate ability to 'bop' like a home boy whilst clapping furiously and, for the most part, totally in time to the music. He was so immersed in the class that he only twice realised I was sitting beside him on the floor. If I'd only thought to take MacBook with me I could have done a bit of writing. The only foot stomping occurred when the bubbles stopped and apparently the teacher felt so awful looking at his big, sad eyes, she carried on with the bubbles for a while longer, just for him. I fear a future actor and/or muso in the making. Either that or a Dictator...3 pages written (somehow); 0 calls made; all email read; 1 very proud mum.
Saturday - Amidst all the very tedious household stuff that has to be undertaken every weekend, I noted that Zone Horror have "Cut! The 2008 Horror Short Film Competition" running. This is sponsored by C4's Fright Fest and is worth up to £5k in winnings for a 2 minute film. Closing date for entries is Friday 13th (!) June 2008 - so all you genre-istas out there - get going! 0 pages written; 2 chapters outlined; 0 calls made; 0 emails answered; 1 very domesticated-out mum.
Sunday - hasn't passed yet. Anything could happen...may check emails.
And breathe.
