Where is it? It’s continuously being promised or actually forecasted, but then it’s get clouded over. I planned an easy week of cleaning up my work-space this week due to the forecast. I was promised heat, high temperatures. I was looking forward to my cool work space in my cellar and loosing myself in all my ideas that have not yet come to fruitation.
No such luck. We’ve had cloudy days. We’ve have thunderstorms. We’ve had hail. What we’ve had is a beautiful fun-loving five year old mermaid wearing her bathing suit each day in hopes of swimming in the pool for just a simple thirty minutes. Nope. Hasn’t happened yet.
What has happened is my daughter complaining about the weather, crying about the weather, and wondering why she can’t swim between the lightening! Which has left me frustrated, but otherwise engaged with my daughter. I am barely getting my housework done. Did also I mention my new role as a taxi for my teenage son?
So my work room is still messy.
And the reason my daughter was almost unbearable the past two days was not just minor temper tantrums about not swimming, no, nothing is ever that simple!, it’s because she’s sick. Yesterday was spent soothing a sore throat, reducing a low grade fever, making tea and making my daughter comfy and extra-loved. I gave in and watched a movie with her. Note to self: Blue Lagoon is not appropriate for five year olds! We quickly switched the channel and decided The Princess Bride is much more fun!
So today the sun appeared. It looks promising.
We have a doctor’s appointment at 11. Of course she is dressed in her bathing suit. No fever today. No sore throat either. Of course.
And my work space is still messy. Sigh.