I've got an e-mail to write to a friend who helped us get here. A letter to my kids' previous preschool, let them know how we're doing. Blog a little.
You know, do things.
But instead, it's, like... geesh.
I think I am starting to feel it this week and it doesn't help that just as I've got an upset tummy, so do my children. And I did, kind of, expect it to happen - it's a new environment after all, new bacteria, new water - but still, it's one thing to think about it ahead of time but another thing to sit behind a computer, nauseous, and hope that it'll ease soon.
Uploading some photos is easy enough though: I've got a workflow set up, resize them all to 600 pixels and up they go.
So here they are, some snapshots of the week gone past.
|Spent the weekend in a beach town of Riverton. Liked it a lot! Like Raglan of the South island, to be honest, and immediately wondered if I'd ever have a beach house there. Then looked at the real estate listings and thought, bloody hell.|
|Unlike Tumbletimes in Christchurch, the Invercargill gym is set up for gymnasts full-time, which means that the preschoolers' sessions are in this huge, soft-padded hall, including...|
|...a foam pit.|