look whose walking...

Emma and Jane

Head Space

Today has been one of those stupid busy days. Meetings all day at work with the height of luxury being time for a cuppa soup at lunch, dashing giving lifts everywhere as part of the mum taxi service early evening, then a lovely friend round in the evening with a birthday cake made in between.
I'm lying in bed typing this, and every bone in my body aches with the tiredness of the day. In yet, today was a success. At work my head worked, I remained calm, and situations that could have worn me down didn't. We made a cake even though an extra emergency shopping trip was required for icing sugar. Homework on homophones (didn't even know what they where till this evening, I'll leave you to go google that one:))was completed without tears. Washing is folded, the kitchen tidy.
And I am reminded yet again that my ability to deal with a day and remain in one piece is not to do with how busy you fill it, but rather on your headspace, your inner you enabling you to walk tall. Today, was a good day.

Jane

today

i am writing this post whilst on my lunch hour. 
my last working lunch hour for two days. 

this lunch hour the sun is shining. 
this lunch hour the parking spot right by the shop door was free. 
this lunch hour i got the last falafel and houmous wrap on the shelf. 
this lunch hour i walked to the post box to post the letters.
without a coat.

tonight i will drive south.
tonight i will listen to music through headphones.
on shuffle.
and sing along.
loudly.

tonight i will arrive at my friends house.

we will embrace.
will will talk.
we will laugh.

tomorrow we get to be just us two.
hanging out.
for a whole day.

the joy of friendship.
understanding.
renewal.
short hand.

i am thankful. 

Emma

snapshot of the week

Emma

Recovery

This week has been one of those horrible, stressful weeks. Work has been so busy it has felt at times like I have had no time to breathe, and there has definitely been no time for the brain to recover. Every situation has seemed to require me to be in 'top performance mode' whilst inside my head has been struggling to think straight. There is no place to hide when you are in charge of a meeting. By mid week it all felt too much, and tears started the day, stress turning everything to its most extreme.
But then Friday came, and suddenly there was space. I had a few hours on Friday to myself, a chat with Em, glass of wine followed by the guilty pleasure of watching Pride and Prejudice. Coils slowly release. Unwind. Time to breathe.
Today the weather is beautiful, clear blue sky, sun and the optimism of spring. I have still got shed loads of work to-do, but perspective is regained. Bliss.

Jane

pancakes

today i got a phone call from my five year old niece. "do you want to come and have pancakes at our house tonight?" pancakes at my sisters house is not a once a year event.  pancake day at their house happens around every two weeks. in fact this was ten days ago.

but today is shrove tuesday. pancakes were the order of the day. and aunties were invited. pancakes were tossed. hitting the ceiling in the process. "do that again". 

this was today.

today was good. sticky but good.

Emma

hands

this week has been busy. two hands have been required at most times. when they were not this is what i snapped.

a birthday cake with so many candles it caught fire.

half term homework fun with makeshift counters.

cuddles from the youngest nephew,

peep-bo with the oldest. 

weekend lunch with a friend. tulips on the table. my favourite.

Emma