Busy summer

You know how in February you're thinking "I wish I was going out" or "it's been a while since..." and you get really bored with the sheer drudgery of life? (No? Well, I do.) Then in summer, everything is just the opposite. In-laws coming to stay, parties to go to, children to ferry around. Lovely. Tiring. Better than dull.

I forced the in-laws to come to my choir concert at the weekend. They were hardly going to say no. They were staying in our house and everyone else was going. My poor father-in-law was so jetlagged he could hardly stay awake.

I did love the concert. Cute little church, songs about nature and flowers, the loveliest people in the audience and the choir. The children got to go on a nature walk first, and there was a little party afterwards. The perfect thing to do on a Sunday morning.

Choir is my very own thing. I can be an adult, speak with other adults, leave my children in the care of very responsible non-choir members - it's a winner. Also, I don't know how this happened (because it sure doesn't happen in all choirs, and I know) but all the people in it are just lovely.

Then at night we all had a barbecue and I was out until the wee hours, so now I'm thinking I may want to proofread this later. I do like being busy. Now I just have to get the occasional hour of sleep.

What do you love doing to bring you back to yourself? For me, it's choir and exercise just now.