Its been a funny old week…….deleting the negative & relishing the positive

Last week was a strange one in that it was undoubtedly filled with highs and lows.

From a work perspective, all of our prospecting looks so much closer to paying off with a high profile partnership in the pipeline. Even better is that they are a charitable organisation working to make lives better making them a great cultural fit with what we’re trying to do in terms of raising the bar within our industry. We still have a little way to go but the fact that a very large organisation would be willing to even consider a small family business such as ours surely means a small win for the other little firms out there trying to chip away at their markets.

So, lots of work to do to prepare for a planning meeting with said organisation………or that was the idea. Got a call from Nursery last Tuesday (every parent has that heart sinking moment when the nursery number comes up on your phone) to say that the little monkey had a very high temperature. Thankfully the grandparents (my afternoon childcare saviours) were able to go and pick him up which was very fortuitous as it ended up being my last day in the office for the week. Viral tonsillitis is pretty horrible as it turns out. Poor little thing was absolutely knocked out and slept all day – but only in my arms. As horrible as it was to see him feeling so under the weather, I can’t deny that unexpected cuddle time wasn’t all bad.

It took him a good 5 days but he’s back on his feet and back at nursery today. And he’s starting his transition into the 18 months plus room too – yikes, where did that time go? As something of a late developer in the walking stakes (he’s rather selective as to when he chooses to do said walking!) it will do him good to be with some older kiddywinks but this means that as he is no longer in the baby room, he most definitely is a toddler now. Its all going way too fast!

I managed to leave the house on Saturday for a day of shopping on with my mum and sister to celebrate mums birthday. So on the train we hopped (me slightly hanging from no sleep for the previous 3 nights due to poorly boy) full of excitement for some shopping, eating and prosecco drinking. The best laid plans and all that. Train was an hour late, food at Jamies Italian was what I would politely term as ‘slightly over cooked’ and relaxed shopping was a mad dash around Zara and John Lewis before grabbing a Costa for the return journey in order to sober up from the speedily consumed Prosecco. But it was still fun!

The hubby and I had already been out for a delicious meal on the 13th February to celebrate an early valentines and 5 years since we had got engaged. Therefore, February 14th was planned to be a Waitrose Valentines meal in with more prosecco and Tom Jones (the hubster loves The Voice UK). But then the oven broke. So we made the most of it, raided the fridge and created a carpet picnic. An excess of carbs and cured meats was accordingly devoured.

Whilst I could focus on all the things that were a little off plan, I’ve decided to focus on all the good stuff, after all, there was plenty. I’m not sure I’m as disciplined as to do a weekly gratitude list (though I love the concept), deleting the negative and relishing the positive is certainly something I am going to try to be more disciplined about. And consider last week to be a funny old week with a smile on my face.


  1. February 20, 2015 / 7:59 pm

    Ah, just finished reading some of your blog posts. This one made me smile! Love your writing style. Feel free to say hello over at Little by Lovell. Great blog! Victoria

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