Which means we get a three-day weekend instead of the usual two-day one. You might think that is a good thing. But no, not really. It just means we have an extra day to fill in with fun activities. And this is where it is difficult not to be a CHMO. Because, most of my friends right now are either away in some sunny (no inverted commas here) country, or spending bank holiday with their extended families and/or (better) friends.
We, however, had no plans. Well, originally, we were doing something every day. But then, things changed.
A friend who invited us over for drinks to her place on Sunday, cancelled. I knew she was going to cancel, to be honest, because nobody else was available, and she wanted to have a little party: just a few local friends with kids.
Unfortunately, we were the only (CHMO) family who had no plans for the bank holiday Sunday.
Of course, she had a choice; she could say ‘Oh, come anyway!’ or she could cancel and try to re-arrange when the others would be available. Of course, she chose the latter. That is what people do to you if you are a bit of a CHMO. (Of course, mother made me feel better by pointing out that the girl herself might feel somewhat CHMOminated by the fact that nobody else accepted her kind invitation. Hmm...I guess so)
I have to admit I hate it when people cancel on me. Absolutely hate it. I feel like a teenage girl stood up on the first date. But then, I thought... Actually...this is good. Because, there were thousands of tasks I had piling up in my house. In the end, being a CHMO on Sunday meant that:
- I now have very clean French doors. In order to understand why that is worth pointing out, you have to understand that I have a very large dog. Every time I lock my Rottweiler out in the garden, he sits very close to the doors, barks and spits and snorts all over the glass.
- While I was in the window cleaning mood, I went on and on, polishing every mirror and window I could find. In the hallway, we have some pretty coloured leaded windows over the front door. I never knew they let light in, because I never thought about cleaning them so thoroughly.
- I have freshly coloured and nourished looking hair
- Husband shredded all his unnecessary paperwork that he normally stacks up in a tall pile for months. He volunteered to do this without me threatening him with divorce, which is simply unheard of.
- I bought ingredients and actually cooked a nice family dinner. A very rare occurrence.
- During the aggressive cleaning activities I must have lost at least 500 calories which is almost as good as going to the gym.