Me on a Monday

And this Monday I'm going on a bear hunt.  Or so I've been told.

So once again I've been talked into going to pre-school today.  I'm too soft for my own good - I'm sure Grandads are allowed to go, maybe we could take turns?  

Why am I going in Leo's mummy's place?  Because this week they are going on a nature hunt which could, apparently, turn into re-enactment of the story 'We're going on a bear hunt'.  Dress code - wellington boots and coats. Accessories - bag to fill up with leaves and twigs.  Environment prediction - muddy.  Now why on earth wouldn't a 33 week pregnant woman wouldn't want to go on this trip?  All the slippery, squelchy mud with accompanying slip hazard, the constant bending down to pick up leaves and sticks, the possibility of having to suddenly run after a wayward 2 year old who goes off in pursuit of a squirrel ... I can't imagine why she asked me to go in her place 😉

Still, at least it will get me away from the decorating for a couple of hours eh?  I've been wittering on about the landing project for weeks now and finally we have not only started it, but almost finished it.

The walls are very neutral and we just have the contrast dark blue wall at the end which needs one final coat.  We're then planning to reupholster the chair that is usually in the corner to give the whole area a focal point.  

Right, my partner in crime will soon be dropped off, I've got my wellies and bag ready 

Wish me luck!