The best and the worst of it

I wanted to tell you about my day because it has been like a normal day - highlighted. A day a little more intense than most but not really out-of-the-O.

It began at 6.30am - the alarm clock. And the dawn coming in through the window because a week ago our curtain rail came down and neither of us has had a moment to fix it. But the sunrise was so amazing as we up quite high in our room and our windows are vast and sun coming up over the hills all big and fat and red red red.

I woke G and kissed the kids and drove to work - G was about 30mins behind and would drop the kids to kindy this am.

We had a huge event this morning - a real big deal and I managed the whole thing - everything from giving senior managers pep talks to getting the food organised (with heaps of help from as awesome team)

The event went perfectly and during the day I also had time to sell about 6 bags of apples (a side line), deal with two major media issues, go to a pretty intense meeting about our next big-deal proj, find a couple of suppliers to do nice things for us, tie up some lose ends, prep for the C meeting tomorrow, etc etc.

I picked up the kids at 4 and drove to the apple orchard. G is working there after he finishes at the school so I dropped him some food.

I brought the kids home. That's when I found the freerange chicken I had been looking forward to had been left out on the bench in the hot kitchen and had gone off (what does one do with an off but raw chicken?).

I made the kids some dinner (sausies, hashbrowns, peas and corn). They didn't eat much. I never care much about them eating when they've been at kindy all day because the food is so good there. I put them in the bath and weeded the garden outside the bathroom window while they splashed, destressing, both of us.

Got them into the PJs and fed the animals. No TV. I sank onto the floor and Izzie forced me to crawl around as she pushed me from behind - hard to explain but so odd I was in hysterics - she's REALLY strong.

Long story now cut short cause I'm tired and going on a bit....

Kids in bed. G home. Everyone exhausted. I have a few more hours to do on the qwertyuiop before tomorrow am but...

G is downstairs as we speak making a huge feast with the meager skerricks we have in the fridge. He is a star.

So now you have it - the very best and the worst in under 18 hours.