That Friday Feeling
In between my travel adventures, I usually stay with my family in Canberra. It’s great to reconnect and appreciate them anew. But staying for longer than a week means fitting into the routine of their weekly lives. At the end of five weekdays helping to care for the grandkids, warding off the rising tide of chaos in the form of dishes and clothes, Friday arrives with the promise of wine and a lovely evening meal. As my family work full time, I do my part in helping the wheels of domesticity grind more smoothly and as they don’t drink alcohol during the week, neither do I. Until Friday night.
But after having savoured exceptional wine in France, I’m happy to forgo mediocre Australian varieties during Monday to Friday if I can look forward to relaxing with a better quality wine at the end of the working week. Friday nights are also a time for entertainment in the form of impromptu Spiderman and dance concerts which demonstrate the ever improving theatrical skills of the 3 and 6 year olds.
By the end of the night, we’re ready for an early night which leads to a Saturday morning lie that is sometimes followed by an enjoyable time creating a Lego world all of my own !
It’s the little things that count.