Mr. Lacer has gone back to work today, so the end of our staycation, I can now get on with some more efficient housework (as the number of bodies in the flat increases the efficiency of housework decreases).
It was a good staycation though in that I think we managed it quite well to stick to tourist attractions we didn’t have to pay for (although the Transport Museum was £8 per kid, it was free for adults), travel costs really mounted up a bit. Plus I noticed a disturbing trend, pretty much every free place we went to had an extra exhibit you had to pay for (if you wanted to see it), the Science Museum had a Wallace and Gromit thing for £30 for a family ticket, the Natural History Museum had a butterfly thing, which I think would have cost us a total of £15 to get into, luckily knowing they were there and knowing how much they cost made it easier to steer the kids past them, but I can imagine for the unaware, suddenly a recession busting day out to the museums suddenly gets £45 dearer. Even the Transport Museum, which we’d already paid £16 to get into, had an additional exhibition which would have cost us £10 per child. On the flip side, yes I know these museums need to raise money but the amount of extras seem, well, extra this year.
So, anyway, a bit more back to normal now, which is not only good for the state of this flat but also good for Boy Lacer, he needs his routine, a pattern to his day and apart from still obviously having bedtime, we’ve been pretty routineless and that’s been beginning to tell on him these last few days with the quality of his behaviour.
So, apart from housework, I’m going to take the kids to the extremely exciting supermarket and maybe get a chance to continue on with the skirt I foolishly started just before the staycation (I should have known I wouldn’t have been able to continue). I’m in a baking mood to, that staycation has made us broke and I therefore need my chocolate fixes a little cheaper. Tomorrow we’re seeing friends too, which’ll be nice.
Will also try and fit in Kew, now that Boy Lacer has finally got his carer’s card it means I’ll get in free, we live so close to Kew it feels almost like our back garden and I normally have a season ticket, so it feels like I’m getting in free (normally by the end of the season it is ‘free’ as the price of what I would have paid in entrance is way more than the price of the season ticket). However when the season ticket expired in June, I knew we’d be getting the carers card at some point, so I didn’t renew and consequently no Kew, I’ve missed the place.
And then of course there’s getting ready for camping . . .
