Day 179 - 08:42am, 29 June 2019
Taking the photo early, before going off on holidays later today. Of course, not wanting to make things easy for myself, I have chosen to put myself under needless pressure by having signed up the two youngest to a slime-making workshop at Hobbycraft.
It takes over an hour to get there because the bus runs only once every half hour and we have a bit of a walk to get to the bus stop. Worried that we might miss the bus, we take the safe option and hop on a passing bus, which takes us to our bus stop. This means that we arrive there a lot earlier than I anticipated meaning we have nearly the full half hour to wait for our bus.
The workshop runs for half an hour and we are the only ones who attend. The assistant is lovely and tries hard to make the slime. Unfortunately, although it looks like it has set, it quickly develops a sweating problem, and despite repeated draining, by the time we get them home an hour later, we bin them. A morning gone.
This leaves a couple of hours to get the rest of the holiday clobber together and get the house tidied up. Yes, I may be in my forties, but the thought of mum and dad checking on the house when I am on holiday is still enough to send me in a cleaning up frenzy. It is down to the wire and so I opt in the end to shove the remainder of untouched piles in wardrobes and storage bags. That will be a nice treat for me to clear once we get home!
It takes over an hour to get there because the bus runs only once every half hour and we have a bit of a walk to get to the bus stop. Worried that we might miss the bus, we take the safe option and hop on a passing bus, which takes us to our bus stop. This means that we arrive there a lot earlier than I anticipated meaning we have nearly the full half hour to wait for our bus.
The workshop runs for half an hour and we are the only ones who attend. The assistant is lovely and tries hard to make the slime. Unfortunately, although it looks like it has set, it quickly develops a sweating problem, and despite repeated draining, by the time we get them home an hour later, we bin them. A morning gone.
This leaves a couple of hours to get the rest of the holiday clobber together and get the house tidied up. Yes, I may be in my forties, but the thought of mum and dad checking on the house when I am on holiday is still enough to send me in a cleaning up frenzy. It is down to the wire and so I opt in the end to shove the remainder of untouched piles in wardrobes and storage bags. That will be a nice treat for me to clear once we get home!
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