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It is amazing how doing nothing can become addictive. I have spent a couple of days near St Tropez and it has made me realise how hectic my life in London is. I find it really hard to go back to my old routine, which includes:

1.      Waking up far too early
2.      Preparing breakfast for the whole family
3.      Helping  the younger one getting dressed
4.      Preparing  myself (or rather, trying to)
5.      Doing the school run (two different schools because no sibling policy of course)
6.      Going to the office (3 hours after point 1, that’s how long the whole process takes)
7.      Once at work, listening to the generation Yers’ complains while they are eating their breakfast at their desk (for some reason, the office becomes a breakfast parlour in the morning). They are tired because, you see, they have just woken up and are coming back from a week-end in Amsterdam/Paris/Madrid/Rome/Wherever. Poor darlings. They keep yawning, which drives me mad because if they knew what being tired meant they wouldn’t dare to open their pretty young mouths.
I will spare you the rest, I am sure that you understand where I am coming from.  To make matters even worse, we had applied for some tickets for the Olympic Games in 2012. You see, I have never attended the Olympic Games and I was looking forward to it. In London. But tough luck, we have been cheesed off. Out of the 11 applications for 4 tickets each  (even fencing, which we like and can’t be THAT popular, can it?), we haven’t had one. Zero. Nada. Kossong. Apparently more than 250 000 persons are in the same boat and even the London mayor, Boris Johnson, didn’t get his tickets either. Not much consolation. For once it might help to be French as I might be able to buy some tickets from there…
I have tried to understand the rules of the lottery and have come to the conclusion that we didn’t get any tickets because we wanted the whole family to go. It would have been easier if we had asked a couple of tickets for each event. But what would be the point? We have so little time together…
Anyway, I will pull myself together and try to do the best I can. Keep calm and carry on…

Muriel – A French Yummy Mummy In London
  • Gosh I know exactly what you’re talking about! I’m new to the stay-at-home-mom-life but I can remember exactly everything you just described!

    I’m smiling, ‘cheesed off’ is a new expression for me. 🙂

    Sorry about the Olympics, that would’ve been cool! I’ve never been, either.

    Glad you’re back, but must confess I was hoping you were enjoying a longer holiday 🙂 .


  • Muriel, a share your morning routine. Mine is hectic too. Well, it was but summer is here – so I have a new hectic schedule to keep up with. And I too laugh at the young (mostly single or one child whose grown) women who complain about being tired. They don’t understand. Not at all. LOL

  • Muriel, I’m afraid I know your routine only too well. It does get tiresome after years of having to do it. I’m sorry you did not score tickets for the Olympics. I do hope you’ll be able to get a few for some of the events through the French venue! As for the women complaining, I wish we could all complain about the same thing! 🙂

  • Ah yes, #7 and the Olympics. I attribute #7 to an exceptionally high (or sometimes deluded maybe?) sense of entitlement. As for the Olympics, we were hoping that Chicago would be the host but I guess not. There will always be the tv for us then 🙂

  • What’s this about a no-sibling policy in school, Muriel? I’ve never heard of it. Here in California, when the nearest grade school became overcrowded and my youngest one was assigned a farther school, I applied and was granted permission for her to stay in that school because her two siblings already attended there. That way the whole family could go on holiday together, since their school schedules would align. Not so with you in London?

  • That stinks about the tickets! :/ That’s lucky those people can eat breakfast at work! Wish I could do that….

  • Yes, life is crazy and disappointing at times, especially when our children are growing up and time with them is limited but they still require a fair amount of care. There are seasons in life and it’s important to remember that this is simply a season and in what seems like tomorrow they’ll be off to University, leaving a big hole behind.

  • Ah the Olmpics – what a farce!. Better invest in a huge tv instead. I am probably one of those loathesome Generations Y-ers whingeing about being tired but not really knowing the meaning of it…! But I do admire how much you cram into a morning…you’re a pro!

  • I can’t wait for a few days to do nothing…

  • Well, I share your pain with a harried life but your hard work and hectic schedule has saved me some time 🙂
    My husband and I both thought it would be easier and cheaper for us all to go to the London Games in ’12 than the Vancouver Games in ’10 (we’re in Ottawa, see, somewhat in the middle!). Guess we were wrong about that! You never know… tickets may present themselves another way. And catching the Olympic Spirit is free, non?

  • I hope you get to see some fencing, Muriel — and not the kind you might accidentally stumble upon in a back alley. 😉 YAWN. I have some lounging to do. Once I’m done with that I’ll tell you about my exhausting day. 🙂

  • Would be nice to get a rest, wouldn’t it?

  • @ Stacey – I am back to my old routine…and not getting any younger…as for the tickets, I will keep trying!
    @ Dawn – glad we are on the same page. If the young women knew…
    @ Bella – I am trying hard not to complain. Maybe I should complain more!
    @ Joy – I am so buying a bigger telly! Just in case…
    @ Scrollwork – I need to move to California! In London, we suffer from a massive shortage of schools, so they can do whatever they like!

  • @Casey – I think it’s a generation thing. No-one was eating breakfast at work when I was younger. OMG I sound so old!
    @Elizabeth – so it doesn’t get any better, does it?
    @ Accidental Londoner – you might be a generation Yer (lucky you!) but you’ve just come from Ghana. Fellow generation Yers tend to go to easier destinations. You seem a bit different!
    @ (Florida) girl – same here
    @ – glad I could help!

  • @ Kenya – don’t repeat it, but sometimes I envy the generation Yers. Lucky you!
    @ miss_Agie – well, I have demanding daughters, you see…