03 March 2016
There hasn't been much spontaneity in my life these past few years. There was a time when a Friday morning at work would have me and colleagues wistfully looking outside at the sunshine. By the end of the working day a plan had been hatched and we all dashed home threw some kit and food together and drove off. It usually involved putting a tent up in the dark, lots of fun and many adventures. That's not to say that those last two have not continued to be a feature of our lives but from a purely practical point of view it has to involve a little more planning. It is easy to lose touch with your friends that don't have children. The Friday night 'do you want to' calls dry up after constant rejection. Its not that you can't have fun and adventures with two small children in tow its just that you need plenty of time to organise yourself and them.
I always feel like the control freak with the small voice in my head saying 'what about food' any time we start talking about things we could do over a weekend. A downside of meal planning is that the planned dinner/lunch might not make such a good picnic, but with a bit of thought it can. Planning for possibilities a dinner/lunch to be eaten in or taken out. A discussion at breakfast turns into a reality the next day. A new kind of spontaneity that I like, sometimes!
Labels: family life