My boys are home. Well I guess to make it clear that it's hubby and eldest son maybe I should say that the man and boy are back. Except of course both our boys are now young men. And our daughter is a young woman. Where do the years go? It's scary how time flies.
This past week has flown by and I haven't achieved very much but I needed the rest. I did read a couple of books and I finished the jigsaw I was struggling with. I was horrified to discover I started that puzzle in 2010! That's the downside of having a lovely puzzle board that can be closed up and put out of sight and definitely out of mind. If I'd been doing the puzzle on a table top somewhere it would have been finished much quicker, although actually I think it would have been given up on. So it was satisfying to finally finish it. I'm working on another one now which is definitely easier.
It might seem a time waster to some but it takes me away from screens and in my paranoid moments of worrying about developing dementia or alzheimers it's another brain testing exercise. Crosswords and number puzzles are something else I can often be found doing.
I still need to work on the physical exercise though. Apparently that can help too. Or maybe not. I'm not particularly motivated to exercise at the moment. And as I've got older I've realised that life's too short for doing things because you think you ought to or because it will please someone else. Several people were surprised that I didn't go skiing with my men and the other family members but quite honestly I didn't want to go. So I didn't.
They both enjoyed it though so I'm glad they had the opportunity to go. The journey was not the best though - 17 hours on a coach is no fun. Another good reason for staying home. But hey I don't need reasons for not doing things I don't want to. Shame I can't apply the same principal to my work life.
Well this is another blog that has crossed the date line between preparing and posting! It's now Sunday so it's time for bed.