Thursday, 28 May 2009
This week our church is running a holiday club for the children. My husband is on the music team and I decided to treat myself to that most rare of things for a Home Ed mum: time alone in the house. It started yesterday morning and I wrote a long list of all the useful things I could do: filing my sheets from the creative writing course I was on last week, renewing the house and car insurance, doing the end of month family accounts and so on. And then I noticed that itch of resentment, that little voice that I am learning to trust: 'this is supposed to be my holiday and I've got so much to do.' So I didn't. I did a jigsaw.