Since returning to work full time, weekends have taken on a new significance for me.
I like to make plans and have things to look forward to.
Also, the youngest is still on holiday from school and not doing much during the week, I want to do something nice with her – something she will like.
It doesn’t need to be anything flamboyant, just something that makes me feel I have done something with the weekend, other than housework.
My word of the week this week is:
The eldest, has spent the whole week, parading around with a ginormous backpack, rehearsing for the V Festival this weekend.
I can’t say that I am not nervous about this but hey, she is 19.
Himself and I had a conversation on Monday evening that went like this:
Me – What are we doing this weekend?
Himself – Leave it with me.
Me – What about going to the outdoor theatre in Liverpool – it is Jungle Book this Saturday?
(himself rushes to check the weather forecast)
Himself – Torrential rain is forecast, it would be miserable.
Tuesday Evening –
Himself – What about extreme trampolining? I will look it up.
Himself – They only have 9am slots free, we have to walk Jack and it is 40 miles away – too early.
Wednesday Evening –
Himself – A ferry to Belfast from Birkenhead? I will look it up.
Himself – It costs a fortune, oh I suppose that is because it is August.
Thursday Evening –
Himself – Blackpool Pleasure Beach, the youngest will love it, I will look it up.
Collective response – The lights start in a couple of weeks let’s leave it until then.
Himself – A coupe of nights in The Lakes? I will look it up.
Himself – It is peak season, everywhere dog friendly is booked.
Himself – What about Iron Bridge?
Me – Oh yes, that would be lovely!
Himself – What about the weather forecast? .
Therefore, I still have no idea what we will do this weekend, despite having talked about it all week.
One thing is for sure, it will involve a dog walk.
Do you have some great plans for this weekend, or any ideas to share?
Have a lovely day!