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This one’s not about the children
By ella | April 14, 2005
A constant thought in the back of my blogging mind is that one day I might be able to write about something other than my banal life as a mother and housewife. And then I think to myself, when will that day be?
Today, I write with glee. Today.
My mother took the children to the park this morning and I sat down with a cup of coffee and, in my unusually peaceful house, I watched an episode of “House Doctor”. Then I looked at our sitting room which looks like we have just moved in, even though we have been here for a while now. I moved the sofas round. I thought about where I might find some art to put on the walls. I imagined I was Ann Maurice. I had a lovely time.
Note to self: must get out more.
I moan about not having any quality time for myself. Then I get a moment of freedom and I spend it watching House Doctor, rearranging furniture and then blogging about it.
After a bit the children came home. My thoughts about the sitting room will have to wait until the next time I have the house to myself. When that time comes you can be sure I’ll blog about it.
There. I bet you wish I was writing about children.
Note to self: must be more interesting.
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