Organisation - A Dirty Word

This September I vowed that I would be a truly organised mummy.

No more phone calls from G asking if I'd remembered it was Harvest Festival, after he'd dropped Little Miss off at school (er, no - because, if I had, then I would have sent in the food goodies). No more handing in trip money at the 11th hour, or forgetting the PE bag....

No, this year I will be soooo in control.

Monday September 7th. Little Misses Red Primary School uniform was laid out ready for her first day. Lunch box & PE bag all organised.

8yr old planning his day at Grandma's - due to his inset day.

Me all content and in control.

G looks out of the window & comments about the neighbours daughter looking all smart in her uniform. I sneak a peak. She looks delightful in her Navy Junior School uniform

Slowly the penny drops.

My heart stops.

I have got the wrong child ready for school.

He has 10 minutes to be at school. No PE Bag ready, no lunch box, & no breakfast (he was on a promise of breakfast at Grandma's).

There were tears - him because he really doesn't like school at the moment, her because she does.

There was stress - me.

There was a quite husband - very wise move.

We managed it though, the 8 year old, by some miracle arrived at school, on time, fed, but no PE bag. The 5 year unceremoniously dumped at Grandma's (I was truly late for work by this time).

I arrived at work & explained and explained why I was late. Did I get sympathy? Lord no! My fellow Mac's were in stitches laughing at me, as much as I was laughing at myself for being such a noodle.

Whilst I wouldn't want to repeat the episode again, my 'organisation' has brought laughter to my patients, when we share our day to day stories, allowing humour to connect us.

Oh Well - Off to try & get organised (Again)

Love Lydia xx

ps - It cost me a Transformer though....

Drowning in clutter

Its been a busy few days....

The reality of just how much I have lost control of the house over the past few weeks has hit me.

I am desperately trying to gain control again, but drowning in a sea of clutter & laundry. Please tell me other people have this problem - take your foot off the housework pedal & it all goes pear shaped?

I really want to be on top of things again by the time I start the new job. So I have set myself a goal - I aim to try & do one room or large job a week.

The new hall unit is now built & tidied into, the children have a basket each for hats, scarves & mittens....


My plans to finish the 8 year old's bedroom this weekend are slightly behind. It has been a work in progress since before Christmas & just needs that final push to tidy the last of the toys away & find homes for his precious things. I did however get his pale blue wall painted, Goodbye Laura Ashley Chambray & Welcome Craig & Rose Smalt....

In amongst the chaos, I did manage to find some lovely things whilst out doing the shopping.

Mothers Day Chocolate at Salisbury's....

And Eggs, for an Easter project I'd love to do with the Little People....

Housework permitting of course!

Before I leave to go into battle with more tidying, I'd like to say Thank you to Beki, for the lovely card & candle that arrived in the post on Saturday. Thank you for your kind words & how did you know I love the smell of Violets?!

Love Lydia xx