Theatre, The Wombats and a Daybed #LittleLoves

I’m so glad to say, definitively, I’ve had such a good week. It has felt that the year had been one of survival, but this week I’m feel like I’m finally on the ball with things. I’ve had time to catch up with those whom I’ve missed forever. I’ve had time to return calls, write some letters and make some plans.

Given it’s week five of the six-week half-term I should be back into the swing of things- but better late than never.

Read

Well, the only books I’ve picked up this week have been university related, and nothing to write home about.

Watched

I returned to the Sherman Theatre for press night of Dublin Carol. Seeing the same production twice felt a bit of a luxury, but was also really insightful. I’m not sure whether it was the improvement between first preview and press night, or my mood/ attention. I enjoyed Dublin Carol in preview and I really enjoyed it on press night. There were a few more noticeable improvements, as well as feeling like the pace and rhythm had come into its own.

But it has me thinking about the creative process- how much has the director improved and how much is dependent on me emptying my mind in advance.

Made

Last weekend I gained so much respect for anyone who has assembled the Ikea Hemnes day-bed. 

When we redecorated CM’s bedroom in the Autumn we agreed to included a high sleeper last year. Since, life has been an absolute nightmare sleeping wise.

Smugly we went back to my original plan of a day-bed. Smugly, until I decided I’d assemble it whilst the everyone else was playing squash. It became a battle of my own will. Saturday evening, and my sense of achievement for being two-thirds complete was worth the glass of prosecco.Why Ikea don’t follow Lego’s example is beyond me.

In better news, normal sleeping patterns have been resumed.

Wore

I have yet more new luggage. I think this is compensating for me not buying clothes until I am a bit happier with my weight. But I have been after the perfect suitcase for work so all I have to take with it is a little handbag. I’ve become a ridiculous pro at packing for work trips- depending on long I am away along with how and to where I’m travelling. This suitcase is great for holding all my work stuff and enough for two nights away. Which is perfect, as most weeks seem to fall into this category.

Heard

This week Spotify suggested the new Wombats album, and I am absolutely loving having this playing whilst I work.

And lastly,

This week has reminded me of the need to catch up with friends more regularly. Time just seems to march on irrespective. Suddenly the baby you took to your friend’s daughter’s birthday is older than the daughter at that birthday- if you even made sense of that, can you make sense of how it actually happened?But it reminds me. I am so engrossed with making sure I am there for my children, keeping things ticking over at uni, trying to be everything I can be at work. That I miss out. 

I think I need a new resolution for the remainder of the year. That I have to escape with my family. Often. To just be us.