I am finding myself struggling to keep up at the moment. Between home,
work, children, family and life the hours in the day never seem to be enough to
get it all done. I decided this weekend
that I would catch up with housework, decluttering and chores and spend some
time tackling the to-do list – mums bus pass, dentist and optician appointments
and helping dad-in-law to pack to go home to Pakistan later this month.
So with the best of intentions, when my best friend suggested she visit,
I happily agreed. We spent an afternoon
catching up and herding the combined nine children between us. I made them
lunch and she kept me company as I worked my way through the laundry process (one
wash in, one wash out, wash on line, collect dry clothes and pile up for the big
folding assembly belt and uniform pile for ironing).
She offered to take us out for dessert and we trooped with our flock to
the nearest dessert place which happily was empty at that time of the day. We had the usual rigmarole of the kids getting
overexcited, trying to order more than they could eat and then refusing to sit
down. Then when the ice cream and cookie dough came they all attached
themselves to the £1 to machine like limpets and started begging for pound
coins. Most of them wasted their desserts
and tried to eat my besties one. Being
the enormous-hearted person she is, she fed most of it to them. She is a better person than me, I would have
told them all to go away.
At this point none of this mattered.
She ordered me a latte and fed me strawberries from her dessert and I
sat in bliss. Like the calm in the
centre of the noisy children storm. Give
me a small skinny latte and I am your grateful friend sitting in my happy
place. Clearly it doesn’t take much to
make me happy.
We had a lovely afternoon, she showered affection on my girls in buckets
and our boys played computer games together. It was a lovely afternoon. Even after hours together we didn’t manage to
catch up about everything. She is
probably one of the only people who I can talk to about motherhood, work, life
and faith and she just gets it. Completely.
I can’t tell you what an enormous blessing that is, to have someone hear
you, understand you and have a common experience understanding about things
with you alhamdulillah.
I never did catch up on housework.
Sunday I was blessed with two lots of guests so that was the rest of my weekend. I think I am going to change to doing all
housework on weekdays and just enjoy my weekends.
Good friends are indeed a blessing!
ReplyDeleteYour posts are MashaAllah so relatable.Keep up.doing the good work
Salam aleikum dear! That is what I try to do: do most cleaning, washing and ironing on weekdays (well, evenings after work) and do other things on week-ends!/ Love S Susan
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