Owing to a top priority drama in my house I have been spectacularly pre-occupied and busy. No time to update on all other manner of stuff going on. Like losing our kitten in the next door neighbours garden and my 11 year old son knocking on their door only to be greeted by a 60 year old naked man.
Like trying not to find it difficult adapting to my 19 year old being at home again with all his friends and my daughter in party mode after her exams. Suddenly all his mates are sitting back on the sofa playing Playstation as if they’d never been away. I keep finding my computer left on pages my daughter is interested in like “Top 10 best college parties” and she’s on a search for a party dress for her prom night. PROM NIGHT! Really? My poor youngest child is the only one having to get up in the morning at the moment. Gap Year son has moved on to an entirely different body clock – or maybe he has just stayed on South East Asian Time Zone and will continue to do so until he starts university in October….and even then I’m not sure it gets much better does it? Why is it so annoying? Probably because I can’t join him in keeping luxury hours.
One advantage of being preoccupied is that I haven’t had time to worry about tomorrow. When I’m going to be sitting on a podium in front of lots of people with three other speakers including a PROPER journalist and discussing the subject of whether women can “have it all”. I haven’t written my speech yet, BUT it’s in my head AND I’ve been out to buy a clip board so I’m almost there. Going to look properly professional with a clipboard – copied from Mariella Frostrup at the Hays Festival. I took notes on her taking notes:-