Dog Days

As I continue my journey toward the end of my notice period at Asco (27th February fact fans) before moving to our rivals, my motivation is waning faster than a 25 stone octogenarian smokers sex drive. Having now completed all outstanding tasks, handed over key information and actively avoided getting involved in anything new (other than training others) I'm beginning to, frankly, get bored.

What to do? The next fortnight is unlikely to fly by. How should I spend my days? The thought of coasting for 9 hours a day every day until I leave fills me with dread. Despite my previous (frequent) protestations I actually really enjoy being busy. The sense of satisfaction, the payoff, at the end of a large project is usually worth the stress despite any difficulties faced throughout.

But, to more pleasant thoughts. Luca. I picked him up last night from Banchory after a 3 night stay with his grandparents (school holidays). He had that familiar over stimulated hue on my arrival, which contrasted very nicely with the look of pure exhaustion on the face of his Granny Jo. Her shoulders were nearly dragging on the floor.

Luca and I had a little discussion on the way home. He's getting big now, and his increasing physicality means he bounces around more - and expects his retired Granny to keep up. I've explained to him that he needs to let her rest more, and to play on his own a little more. The glassy eyed stare I originally received eventually turned to understanding. Of sorts. I hope.

Poor Granny Jo.............

That said, we've rather enjoyed the peace and quiet. We get a little longer in bed in the morning, we don't need to rush around at the end of the day picking the "cherub" up from after school club, feeding him, entertaining him, doing his homework with him, bathing him, reading with him, etc, etc, etc. We've been able to what we want in the evenings he's been away, eat when we like, go where we like, all at our own pace.

Remind me why we have kids again?

Happy (cynical gift industry wallet emptying) Valentines Day everyone

**Useless fact of the day - In the Middle Ages, young men and women drew names from a bowl to see who their valentines would be. They would wear these names on their sleeves for one week. To wear your heart on your sleeve now means that it is easy for other people to know how you are feeling**