Thursday, January 27, 2005

Had a bad start to the day- well, the whole morning, but this really due to tiredness. Someone else dropping off a child late to Montessori invited me to the local play gym. I thought this sounded easier than doing a big shop, which is what I was supposed to be doing. But when I was there, I started to wonder how I'd ended up there. Had I died and gone to hell? I wondered, as I propped myself up on the edge of the trampoline, surrounded by brightly clashing colours in a claustrophobia-inducing room, with the loud hum (more like a roar) of an inflatable, so that you could hardly hear the piped music or the children's voices. The boys seemed to enjoy it, although, I would say, neither fall within the ideal age range of about 18 months to 3. I'm sure during out of school hours there would be more 4 and 5 year olds, but I think that would have made it slightly less bearable. I went to Allie's assistance when the door fell off the wendy house, only to find that it smelled of wee, and tried to disuade them from playing in there. I noticed a sign saying, "please do not allow your child to jump off the playhouse into the bouncy castle". I wouldn't have thought this possible for an under 5, but, presumably, it is. Now I know what it is like, I don't think we will be doing that again. I reallised afterwards that my repulsion to bad jungle murals may stem from having to stay in a children's ward when I was 13. Or maybe they're just crap, and an insult to children's aesthetic sensibilities. (They also have these in our doctor's waiting rooms, which make me feel sick). I hereby allow myself to not like these things.
ANYWAY... things got better after I got back, ate and had a much needed LIE DOWN, after that! I didn't have much time to make tea after I'd picked Jem up, and done an emergency shop- as many things that will fit in a basket in the Stop 'n' Shop- well, just a bit more, so you have to be followed around by the children, picking up grocery items. I had a hair appointment at 5.20, but managed to have the tea on the table by 5.10, so, pleased to be organised I could enjoy my indulgence of the expensive hairdresser's, and ended up with a 'new me' short hairstyle, which has given me a much-needed boost.
I bumped into someone there, who was wondering why they hadn't seen me in the school playground! That was OK, though, she was surprised at the reason, but interested, too.


Blogger dottyspots said...

Sounds like you've been busy. The play gym sounds like my idea of hell too, whilst I'm a sociable person (well I think I am) and like to chat, the bigger the group, the more stressed I feel. I hope your Dad's op. went ok.

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