I've got heaps to do and with school holidays on at the moment its just that little bit harder to get things done. But I've found recently that my greatest obstacle is hubby... or more accurately, hubby's latest project. I've recently inspired hubby to start researching his family tree, a project which he's jumped into with a great deal of gusto. In a previous life (ie the one I had before children) my line of work was in archaeology and here lies my inner turmoil of late.
I'll be at the kitchen bench cutting, or at the sewing machine/overlocker etc and I'll hear... "Honey, come and look at this". And I just know whats going to happen. The inner archaeologist will sudden emerge and the pull of the past will once again light up inside me. And despite the fact that I know full well that an entire evening of sewing will be lost, I'm helpless to resist.
I'm currently sewing up a gift for Mrs M@sk from Behind the M@sk. The only problem is, she's finshed cooking up her little projects... and I havent finished sewing up mine. Fortunately, knowing that new babies tend to end up with more clothes than they can possibly wear in a year (let alone the 2 to 3 months that they actually fit into them if you're lucky), I've gone for two outfits for next autumn/winter in the 6-12 month size range.
So now all I've got to do is entertain 3 children on school holidays in the midst of a massive though early spring clean/house overhaul, while trying to find the time/energy to sew all the while smothering the inner archaeologist who sits in the background awaiting those golden words "hey honey, check out this headstone!!!" with gleeful anticipation.
Not too hard at all...right??!!!