My Biscuits have gone back to school today and it's always a funny kind of day.
This year, due to holidaying so late, the weeks haven't dragged so much. I haven't wanted to lock my Biscuits in the shed at all really which is a rarity in itself, so I wasn't really wishing for the first day at all. Yet it has come today and my Biscuits were so excited to get back, again a rarity. Even receiving a letter yesterday to say Eldest Biscuit's expected teacher would not be returning and he would be getting a new one, didn't dampen their spirits too much (well once EB had taken himself to his duvet for a bit to deal with the disappointment!) But I always find the first day back emotional. Suddenly we are up, dressed, fed and out by 8.30 which is just so strange and then I am back home by 9am to a very quiet house and it feels all weird and wrong. Don't get me wrong that 'very quiet house' will become 'peaceful' soon enough but today, today it feels...and I feel...it all feels......y'know.
I had lots of house work planned but the quiet is freaking me out and making me want to sit and stare. No, I do not like the first day of school. Maybe if the sun was shining and it wasn't trying to rain my spirits would be lifted somewhat but it's not and it is, so.....
Maybe a DVD and lots of hot drinks and some crochet are called for or I'll just get a grip and get the hoover out! A Valentine Warner DVD though.........??!!