Yesterday our guests toured while I worked just a little. We stopped in the middle of the day to watch Father Brown with Q. Q is a little overwhelmed by so many guests, while Blaze thrives on it--he loves the games, games games.
In the evening I made a really big pot of asparagus, pea, and bacon risotto, and we ate it almost all up--so gratifying. We played PIT, and we played Cockroach Poker with PIT cards. In the morning, the kids played with blocks together. And the girls and I tried to teach Blaze Cat's Cradle. Before bed, the adults [tried and failed to] finish the wine while we talked. Francisco got to go out to a play (I'll go at the end of the week).
After dropping us off at school, our guests took me out for coffee and croissants, a sweet treat at my favorite coffee shop. (Poor guests, they just have to listen to me rave about the lovely coffee shops here--and mourn the dearth of them in the town to which I will return. I'm like a broken record to myself and I'm pretty tired of it--I need more positivity and acceptance. But the truth is, change is hard, and I guess I verbally process the heck out of it. And once we get home, I will adjust like I always do. And there's actually plenty that I like--and I really love most aspects of my job.
I'm not touring with the guests. This is such a good choice--I can be happily present in the morning and evening and rest and work just a little during the day. A lovely mix.
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