OK, I admit it! I’m a terrible mummy! I’ve been too busy working to even notice my poor baby lying unattended and unloved in a quiet corner of the study. For a while it whimpered quietly, hoping to attract my attention, but eventually it gave up, the tears dried on its cheeks, and it fell silent…
I’m not talking about my real children of course, don’t call Social Services, they are used to a bit of healthy neglect. It’s good for them. It teaches them to be independent.
I’m talking of course about my blog.
I’m not going to go on about it, I don’t want to be so dull that I can think of nothing else to blog about other than blogging, I just feel bad, like I’ve neglected a puppy. Although to be honest I probably wouldn’t be that fussed about a puppy. The Dog’s Trust tried to get me to donate in the foyer of Morrison’s this afternoon – I told them I was ever so sorry, but I couldn’t give them any money, as I didn’t like dogs.
The fact is that September has been a very busy month. Very busy indeed. Not that I’m complaining, why would I complain about having lots of interesting and useful work to do? But still, it’s been tiring, getting up early before anyone else is awake, working after the rest of the house has gone to bed, and spending hours at the weekend typing furiously in the corner of a soft play centre while Belle is forced to amuse herself throwing balls at toddlers and eating fizzy cola bottles. Classy.
Today though, in case you hadn’t twigged, is 30 September, the last day of the month, deadline day. I have worked my arse off for 30 days and now I’m having a rest. Not exactly a lie down you understand. By rest I mean I get to do a bit more of the fun stuff, like paying attention to my sad, neglected blog. I may even interact a bit with the children.
Tomorrow I am marking the occasion with a delicious brunch with my friend Rin from Now I am Thirty, and next week I am having a cap fitted at the dentist and a smear test. OK, that’s not fun, but it is necessary – it’s the boring stuff that seems to fall by the wayside in the busy months, like washing. And cooking meals.
So, if you have any ideas for fun, decadent, exciting things for me to indulge in during October, please let me know. And if it doesn’t involve a drill or a speculum, even better.