Crafting versus working

So far January has not been about crafting at all. As I entered worklife a few weeks ago (finally), and getting more and more important and serious tasks, my time is limited, and my priorities shifted. Ok, not shifted, let us just say shuffled. I am still trying hard to find a balance between all the things that are important to me, and so far the first two weeks of this year has been dedicated to my family, my work, and my volunteer work. Actually I am very proud of myself that I still found the time to go for my runs, twice per a week.

To give you an idea of the very exciting and eventful and therefore quite busy start of the year at the company I work at, here is a little picture of my little creative corner at home:

Pc vs sewing machine

Yes, my work computer moved in for the afternoons and evenings, pushing my sewing machine gently and discretely back at the wall… Poor thing is just standing there, waiting patiently.

I also find the the quotation below very appropriate at the moment:

work life

But don’t you worry, the situation is not that serious, actually I kind of find the new challanges at my work refreshening and exciting. And I also know that they are seasonal, and will pass.

In the meantime I dedicated 3-4 days to Paddington alone. He fell victim of the nasty stomach virus circulating in their daycare. Don’t worry, I will spare you the details πŸ™‚ But it also meant, that the very first winter day of the season found me and the kids at home (I let Cherry stay at home too for a day). We haven’t got much of a winter so far, it has just been a very long autumn really, with temperature above freezing point and boring rain. But the first snow (and winter cold) came on Monday, so we spent some very happy time in the garden with the children and the absolutely bewildered dog.

snowy

 

I also realised at this point that Paddington doesn’t really have a warm winter hat anymore, as he grew so much since last winter. So I took some leftover jersey fabric, the pattern of the elephant hat, and followed my own tutorial (because I can πŸ™‚ ) to make him two new hats. And that was about all the creative activity I did so far this year πŸ™‚

I was somewhat worried that he was not going to like them, because recently he excercises all the willpower of his almost 3-years-old little self, and refuses to wear clothes I am picking for him, and constantly taking his socks and hats off. But surprisingly, he really loved the hats, probably because he witnessed me making them, and he took the striped one, and didn’t even want to take it off inside the house. He just stood in fron of the mirror, petting his little head under the hat, repeating: “my pretty hat, my pretty head”. It is nice to have a boy with some healthy self-confidence πŸ™‚ I also have to mention, that he is equally generous complementing others than himself too, the other day when I was dressed up smart for work, he looked at me and said: “pretty Mummy”. Awww πŸ™‚

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London

So, my husband and I have been to beautiful, busy London πŸ™‚

Beautiful London

 

Out of the 4 days, the first and the last were lovely sunny, and the two days in between them were rainy and sad. On 1st of January we got so soaken wet, that we decided to spend the whole afternoon in a nice and warm cinema, drying our jackets and socks πŸ™‚

rainy and sunny

 

Unfortunately, the New Year’s Eve party that I booked with much enthusiasm, turned out to be the rip off of the century… We were very disappointed with Altitude Events and their London Sky Bar. First of all, after paying 185 pounds per person, we had to eat our buffet dinner standing up against the wall, together with a lot of other nicely dressed people, as the organisers decided to put in 5 (five!) tables in the room, and only a couple of extra chairs for the 1200 guests they were expecting… After being locked in the reception/dining room for 2 hours, standing, my husband and I sneaked up to the 28th and 29 th floor, where the actual party was promised to take place. Here we learnt that only those few are allowed to sit at the very few tables, who booked them in advance, for extra money. On the 29th floor we found a few benches next to the windows. As one of the first few arrivers, we were able to take seat, and from that spot we didn’t move for the rest of the evening, that’s 3 and a half hours, in fear of loosing our spots. Music – were none. Drinks – only after paying an extra ridiculous amount per drink. So there we were, after an uncomfortable dinner, just sitting, talking to some other people around us who were also complaining about the whole event, some of them trying to complain to the manager, but he didn’t care, drinking our expensive, but bad quality drinks, no music, limited view of the city (while perfect panorama view was also promised – I didn’t see a glimps of the fireworks), and watching women of all age (between 20 and 70) getting drunk, while trying to balance on their extremely high heels, and not being able to sit down. It was a very bad night, and we felt cheated. People, never book anything at Altitude Events!

New Year's in the Sky...

 

Even though New Year’s Eve should have been the pinnacle of our visit, the “party” didn’t take away our spirit. We had a very good time apart from that one evening.

We have been to the theatre: we saw Mojo, and it was very funny, I really enjoyed it. Obviously, none of us being native English speakers, we had a few blank moments, but overall we understood it pretty well, I think πŸ™‚

We walked the streets of London a lot.

We had our squirrel moment in St. James’ Park, but when he realised we have no snacks on us to give away, he just left us where we stood πŸ™‚

Squirrel Moment

 

We walked along both the South and North banks of the Thames (not in one day, naturally πŸ™‚ ), enjoying the sunshine, and the momentary good weather.

Sweet Nothings

We saw some hearts being locked up:

Locked Hearts

 

The sunshine and warmth made us feel like spring, and it even confused the roses at St. Paul’s Cathedral, some of them were blooming at their best.

SAMSUNG CSC

 

Of course we spent some money on clothing and some on books. I am actually very proud of myself, that after finding the 5 storey bookshop of Waterstone, I managed to overcome myself, and only bought 3 books, thinking about the weight limit of our suitcase…

Finally, as the last thing, we visited Hercule Poirot’s place of living πŸ™‚ We are both big Poirot fans, and looked up the address of the house that they used as a facade in the series – it was quite close to our hotel. It was on a surprisingly small square, half of it was under construction, but still, it was the one πŸ™‚

SAMSUNG CSC

 

Now we are relaxed and recharged. We returned to our children with some Disney shop findings (Cherry recently has been claiming that she is a fairy princess, so she got a Tinkerbell gown…), and it was fantastic to find them running to my arms… I have missed these little bandits πŸ™‚