NaBloPoMo 2: Werky Werky Werk

Phoebe up in the night again about 230am. Asked me to go sit with her in her bed, but took her ages to settle. Every time I tried to escape, she woke up. Eventually left her cuddling her Belle toy and listening to lullabies on her Yoto at 4:30am.

Tried to get back to sleep, rousing briefly when Tom left for work at 630am. Then up in a panic with my very last get up now alarm at 730am and Tom ringing to check I'd actually woken.

Lydia fortunately was dressed and Phoebe awake, in part thanks to me turning on the Yoto radio in their rooms remotely whilst I dressed. Got Lydia downstairs and eating then went back and helped Phoebe get dressed in the interest of time. Did manage to make it out the house in time with minimal grumping all round. 

Dropped Lydia off at the junior school then up the hill up to the infant school, Phoebe chattering all the way. She managed to come a cropper playing with her friends and bumped her hands. A kind mum had scooped her up and I cuddled her till the bell went.

Wandered home, then into a day of wrestling Excel to try and get an annual planning layout I liked, answering emails, catching up with a colleague who'd been on leave and other colleagues working on nature and regional comms. Interspersed with tea breaks and eating my lunch in the sunshine on the sofa in the conservatory amid the drying washing.

Also had the windscreen repair man here as far had developed a mystery crack in the windscreen. Tom rang about 330 to say he'd not make it home in time for after school club pickup, so wrapped up my last call early and agreed the windscreen guy could put the car key through the door. 

Marched up to infant school to get Phoebe first, enjoying the blustery air twirling leaves to the ground as the light faded. Then down the hill again to get Lydia. She'd sweetly got an extra biscuit for Phoebe from club, which was helpful as I'd forgotten to pick up snacks in my rush. Spent the walk home being shouted at for various things and had an emergency loo stop at our friends the Diaz's on the way past for Phoebe.

Once home, plonked kids in front of TV and rustled up a chicken korma using leftover roast chicken and half an open jar of curry paste from the fridge. Got Phoebe to help me to keep some space between the girls. Tom walked in just as I was serving up which was good timing.

Post dinner I did some online Boots shopping and got ready for dance, listening to Phoebe and Tom have a barney and Lydia and Phoebe both appearing to brush their teeth as I got changed. On a good day I let them choose my make up when I get ready for dance but everyone was too grumpy for all that. Took Phoebe down to her room, gave Lydia a kiss and then snuck out to avoid more drama. Had my cosies on over my dance dress to stay warm and confused everyone at dance by stripping off after the first track.

Dance was good tonight, nice and busy. Had some epic dances with my dancing friends and learnt some pretty new moves. I feel so alive and relaxed when I'm dancing. One of the few times in my life at the moment where I feel completely free and consumed by one thing only. There were even cakes to celebrate Rita's birthday tonight which was lovely 

Have just got back at 23:30. Dance clothes in the wash, car plugged in, just about to make myself rattle taking my drugs and supplements. Night all.