And there's the reason, just slipping out of shot at the right.
For now, the chairs will live out here.
This is my latest solution to the new climber that lives in my home. The kids are eating at the kitchen bench and I now sort the mail on the ironing board.
Problem solved.
Until she learns how to drag things over...
I was pretty chuffed with myself, remembering that I did this when S was at this age, and it worked. Must have got a bit smug, because later this morning I tried to say "no" to a request to volunteer at an event (and I had LOTS of good reasons), but I buckled, rearranged my life and the lives of those closest to me, and said "yes".
I don't know how people do it. This "no" thing.
That, and the dreadful wind we had today, have really put me on edge. Bugger.
Oh Anna, you must start saying "NO". Just tell them that you have other commitments. I have been saying "No" all year and it's really quite liberating once you start. I see it as self-preservation. We can only do so much in a day, a week and a month, right? x
ReplyDeleteI agree with Thea. You must say 'No' every so often ... otherwise you suffer as does your family.
ReplyDeletePeople won't be as offended as you might think.
I like the climber/dirt eater.