My Feet Are Up

It is Saturday afternoon; Grimace has the boys on a trip south for a niece’s 18th, and I’m sitting on our lounge, with my feet up.

I had planned on being at the Swans home game this afternoon, but after a clumsy mishap during the week, I am resting my rather sore coccyx. Despite the feelings of missing out on both the family do and the Swans match, I am also relishing the time I can just sit, and be. You see, we moved back home some weeks ago, and I haven’t yet had the chance to lie back and just breathe in our new space. There is usually the pressure to parent, to tick chores off that never-ending list, or self-directed pressure to be doing a ‘finishing touch’ on the house.

So, with nowhere to be and no one to be responsible for, I have reclined into this view. Quite frankly, I don’t think I’m moving for quite some time. Well, maybe to create a Gin and Tonic or two. Happy Saturday to you x

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