Life is whizzing along here at break neck speed as usual.
Lots of stitching even if I haven't got round to taking any snaps yet - hence no blogging - but my Spring Fling Round Robin 2 is almost done, one Secret Santa offering is in the post with another very soon to follow, lots of crafty for sale things have been made and some even sold and I've worked on a couple of commissions too.
Preparations for Christmas are progressing - haven't written a card yet but feeling quite smug about getting all my long distance family presents to their recipients and the rest of the present shopping is nearly complete even if I haven't wrapped everything quite yet.
School is busy as ever plus the children are needing ferrying around as much if not more than usual.
Sarah's thumb is healing well and the Consultant tells us if all continues in the same vein her pot will be off for good on the 19th of this month - all is not lost on the rugby front.
Lou has started learning the violin so the ears are taking a little bashing too - as if life isn't noisy enough in this house!
Nick's knee is better and they won 5 - 2 on Sunday which means he's happy :o)
So lots of balls up in the air - one or two near drops - but not quite yet.
Then........................ two more are thrown into the equation in the shape of my elderly parents
Here they are back during Half-Term with five of their six grandchildren plus my niece Gemma's boyfriend Pete.
Whilst they stayed down with us we had some long and heart searching chats about where and how they would like to live out basically what amounts to the rest of their lives really
The long and short of it ended up with the decision that they should move into sheltered accommodation down here in Taunton.
I won't go into the ins and outs and merits regarding to which of their children they should live nearest - suffice to say we all felt it would be best if they came down here so we put their name on the local housing list and settled down for a probably long wait
This week a flat in a local complex has been sort of offered to them - they're second on the list.
I have been to look at it and although it is small it would suffice.
However we now have to wait until Friday to see if the first person on the list wishes to accept it
If that person doesn't we then have to arrange for them to come down, look at it and effectively be checked out by the complex manager - my word is not sufficient and rules are rules!
My lovely husband has offered to drive five hours up to Yorkshire on Sunday and return the same day with them.
I'll then take them to look round on Monday followed by Nigel taking a day's holiday on Tuesday to return them up north.
Life is certainly busy enough without this in amongst everything - but it is do-able especially with Nigel's good will. Boy do I have a tolerant and obliging man.
It will be lovely to have them down here and be able to see them regularly in bite-size manageable time spaces instead of intensive three week visits once or twice a year and I will be able to help them and be there for them in an emergency instead of mercy-dashing the length of the country.
But just one teeny weeny tiny little part of me is screaming out................
'Stop the world - I want to get off!'
PS A quick update - the first person in the queue has accepted an alternative property so it's theirs if they want it - we're on all systems go for the weekend with one small grain of sand in the oyster - they can only view it on Tuesday so I think that will be a particularly long day for Nigel :o)