Confession time. Today I nearly forgot to collect my children from school. Yeah, worst nightmare. You see, everyday I have got into this habit of clock-watching. My youngest started school a few weeks ago and I still clock-watch. No need for alarms. It’s embedded in my brain. Until this afternoon.
My day went like this: school drop-off, shoot, home, late lunch, fired off a few emails/messages, edit photos. Then a friend of mine who moved to HK a while back started chatting with me on Fb. And I chatted back. Flitting between editing and chatting and waiting for photos to save. I should have known what was coming. Except that I didn’t because I forgot to clock-watch. For the first time ever.
An hour later I was on the sofa trying to catch my breath after having ran all the way to school to collect them. A full half-hour late. The school phoned me. I left my phone at home – of course! Then they phoned husband. Husband phoned me then phoned school. Yup, phone circus.
Meanwhile, my three kids waited for me quietly in the medical room. They were giggling, tickled that they were the last kids in school save one girl from year 4.
Lesson learnt: Facebook is bad distraction. But then again, there’s nothing new about that.
On the brighter side, here’s one day from our summer spent on the Thames at Auntie R’s. A yearly tradition we always look forward to. Many of the photos are the “treasures” the kids had to hunt.