I try to keep the blog upbeat and inspiring. I am generally happy go lucky.
Today we've been to the beach. The BEACH? AGAIN? You're sick of hearing about it and I'll tell you after today, I am sick of going. I had promised the kids that we'd go to the beach we found a few weeks ago. It seemed like good weather for it, light breeze, a few clouds, not too hot.
Unfortunately the beach was a bit of a mess, lots of litter. The sea was full of awful slimy seaweed but from my perch on the shore I could see a sandbar a few meters out. We gritted our teeth, got through the seaweed and had a nice time playing in the clean and shallower water.
We only stayed a few hours since I wanted to come home for lunch. My poor purse is feeling the effects of these long summer holidays. That's my first grumble, how expensive it is having kids and the great pressure to do fun things with them when they are on holiday.
My next grumble is about being a Nigel-no-friends and having to take the kids everywhere, everyday, on my own. I'm quite self-sufficient, happy with my own company. But it would be so nice to sometimes have another person there to help get the kids dressed after their swims, pack up the shade tent, carry all the gear back to the car. Or to watch them while I use the loo. Or to swim with one while the other one builds a sandcastle.
That's the huge negative about living away from home. Having to be the sole source of everything for them.
The best thing about the beach today? It's close to home and has the friendliest "valet" parking. It cost $10 and was right across from the beach. When they brought the car around they popped the boot (trunk) and asked me if I wanted the air conditioning on since the car was all hot. That was great service!