Day (what feels like 8,840) of school holidays and .............

...............I'm bored off my fucking face.   

The kids aren't bored.  They are delighted with life.   No. 1 reclining in bed, along with broken arm, until roughly 3pm each day, No. 2 either out with friends or getting up around noon to sit in playroom playing on playstation.  No. 3?  Well he gets up the minute it's bright (sadly not 4am anymore, sob, the long days of summer are starting to fade) and plays on the xbox until you prise him off it.

This leaves me.   Bored off my face.  Too bored to do anything useful like keep up to date with work or even clean the house just b.o.r.e.d.   Why do I have to be someone who goes from chilled to bored off face in a matter of minutes?  I'm so bored I don't even have the whatfor to think of something cool to do.
  

Chatting with my neighbour earlier and she was off to the playground with the eldest two girls and I was kinda envious.  Which is a load of bollox, obviously, as I remember those days at the park.  Endless hours of hooshing kids up climbing frames they were too small for or pushing them on swings or ... yawn.   Then at the end of the summer, there would be wasps.   Which meant No. 3 would get stung. 

I am a contrary hooer and I accept that.   

In a couple of weeks you will be able to witness my panic at going back to work.  At that point I won't be bored I'll be sick at how I'm going to fit everything in and feed everyone and get everyone to and from school and NOT burning down the building I'll be working in.  I'm actually having nightmares about burning down the building.  I've never burnt anything down and Geraldine told me they won't give me matches on my first day!!!  Yup, yours truly, after 14 years in the wilderness is going back to work, kind of.  I've tried talking to Himself about how we manage to get the kids home from school if it's raining etc. during those first three weeks and his response was 'they'll be fine, they can walk'.  FFS, if they could walk home why the fuck have I been collecting them for the past 8 years???  It's no. 3's first year in secondary school, he's going to be knackered.  I'm going to be knackered and I have a feeling that I will now be working full time, for three weeks (Iknow, I know, and I'm still going to have to do all the other stuff I do (when not bored off face) like feeding kids and dogs, walking hounds, driving kids, housework and cake work and ..... I'm stressed before I've even started.
   

I'm providing holiday cover as a receptionist for a local, big, business and I am scared shitless.   Like, spider scared.  It's the first three weeks of September and another three weeks over the course of the year and I'm scared.   I used to temp ffs, different company every other week so why I am afraid of three weeks up the road is beyond me.   Christ on a bike but there is no pleasing me.  

Oh, in an attempt to ward off boredom today I went to Homestore and more and spent, to me, a small fortune on pillows for our bed.   I probably should have bought school uniforms but I need a new pillow more.   Worried about how they might not be nice pillows to sleep on I lay down for a minute and woke up 45 minutes later.  They work. 

I also made dinner for tomorrow and dinner for tonight.  From scratch and watched two movies.  Oh and walked hounds.  

I wish I was less contrary.