Sunday mornings we were creatures of habit really, a trip to the park, a walk out somewhere but always some family quality time followed by the afternoon in comfy pants watching the most boring films or if we were lucky finding a good one .. those times were few and far between.
However Ollie (hubby) has recently changed jobs which is a great thing after working with the same Company for ten years Monday to Friday he felt he needed to challenge himself and move to where the career opportunities were more plentiful.
The downside to this is the routine is gone, he no longer works Monday to Friday and now has 2 days off a week but these tend to be in the week and almost always these days are not together.
Now this in itself is not the problem, the problem lies in the fact as some of you will know I am anally retentive and I am an organised control freak. In the old routine I knew where I was but 3 weeks into this lifestyle change I am a struggling. I am missing our Sunday mornings and I am becoming frequently confused as to what day it is…. this is in itself is driving this organised control freak nuts!
On Ollie’s recent days off we have tried to make a point to trying to pick up our normal Sunday morning activities but this doesn’t always work with Beth being at school. The other bonus to Ollie’s new job is the fact he is at home from 2.30pm everyday so we are trying to fit time in as a family then too. It’s still not gelling, or maybe I need to be less of a control freak and learn to go with the flow a little more?!
Clinging onto the bed by my toenails in the hopes that the toddler can’t find a way to muster any more strength while having a sneaky snooze with his Mummy to actually force me out of last inch of bed I am hanging onto for dear life.
It certainly ain’t easy when it ain’t Sunday Morning any more in this house!