It’s a public holiday here in Australia, to celebrate the Queen’s birthday. Or in our home, as deemed by Our Girl, it’s Mummy Monday. She has plans for us, just me and her, including a short walk, a massage and a movie.
Sounds fun, doesn’t it?
It’s the start of what is promising to be a good week. Tomorrow, all three of my kidlets head back to school, after eight long weeks of online schooling. Don’t waste your time in congratulating me on my efforts as a makeshift teacher. Regular followers may already be aware that the heavy lifting in this respect went to Hubster. Sure, I did a couple of English tests for T1 and T2, and wrote an essay for Our Girl—still waiting on my results for these—but really, most of their work is already way beyond my understanding. Sad, but true.
Anyway, back to today. I look forward to a day of luscious nothingness as is my wont on any public holiday. And I give thanks yet again that I am mum to this precious girl. And her brothers too, of course.
On that note, it’s time to go, as it’s already 10AM and Our Girl is hurrying me up so we can commence our walk.
Have a good day!