Posting here is going to be very light for a couple of weeks. I’ll still be on Twitter, the Daily Photo will still go up every day, and there will be posts here, just not as frequently as in December.
During the next few weeks, we’re moving all our stuff from the flat into Joe’s parents’ house, where we’re going to stay for the next few months while we save up the money for a deposit for somewhere bigger of our own. When all our stuff is out, we need to make it look like a show-flat: this involves removing wine-stains, paw-prints, and every single cat-hair.
I’ve decided to hold off going back to work full-time until June/July. Sadly, this doesn’t give me any more time: it gives me less. In the next six months, I have to get the business side of Eric Likes Mango up and running, re-design the website and get it working with Aperture, get a studio set up… And I want to have some chilled-out time for David and I before his childminder comes back from maternity leave, I want to be able to phase him in again gradually without worrying about how much I’ve got to do, and I want to enjoy this little boy’s toddlerhood.
See you on the other side!
I’m participating in the Best Of 2009 Blog Challenge. Every day this month, I write something different about what’s happened this year.
Writing about the best tea of 2009 would imply that I’m a tea drinker. I’m not. I’m not even a tea-maker, unless it’s for photography purposes, or when Joe’s feeling particularly unwell and not drinking beer. I can’t stand coffee: when I was pregnant, the smell of it made me throw up. So, here’s the confession. I am utterly, utterly addicted to coke.
Well, Diet Coke.
I drink far more than is good for me. During the day, I average a scary number of cans, mostly down to the need to be awake, juggle the phone, the camera, and the computer, and look after a toddler who is into EVERYTHING he shouldn’t be. When we go out, I’m usually/always the designated driver: I don’t mind, I don’t like drinking in public much anyway. I hate fizzy water with a passion that burns, and I don’t drink most fizzy drinks as I really don’t need the sugar. So, the one option… Diet Coke.
I’ve tried to quit and failed. I managed caffeine-free diet coke for about a month in the first trimester of pregnancy, and then went back to restricting myself on the hard stuff. I’ve tried to wean myself off by slowly replacing it with water and green tea. Didn’t work. I tried going cold turkey a few times. Never again.
So, that’s it. I’m giving up on giving up. I shall embrace my coke habit and the ridiculous amount of money it costs me. And next time Joe moans about buying recyclable cans instead of bottles, I’ll remind him how much beer he drinks. And then he’ll shut up.