...for it to get cool enough outside to go for a run...
...for the kids to finish playing games on the TV...
...for baby to finish her nap, so I can vacuum and do other noisy chores...
...to recover the energy to tackle the jobs around the place I need to do because no-one else will...
...and watching as the kids go through the various stages of their "getting of wisdom"...
...for a storage shed that might never be built, so I can rid the dining room of its 6 bicycles...
Enjoyed our camping holiday to see the Grans, and am enjoying being home again, without the enormous jumping ants to dodge, and the water carting. But how cohesive a little bunch we are when we are away - proud of the kids, for the respect they showed each other while we were travelling. Happy times.
Reflected on the above post while I was scrubbing the bathroom floor (am I the only one who does naked house cleaning and contemplates life at the same time?).
Could add to the waiting list...
...waiting for babyG's father to be well, to end the abuse. Some things are a mix of hope and disabused reality, and it becomes necessary to recognise and act on one, while the other lingers and finds its own path.
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