Got up early this morning to get work done early again – i have a benchmark of a number of orders i like to get a day and i’ve beaten it every day this week which is great; makes me feel much better when that is happening. It is weird gradually morphing into a proper businesswoman, in a way i feel like i am and in a way i don’t. I’m incredibly proud of what i have built up though because i’ve done so much of it on my own. Not the coding bits admittedly, i’d be lost without Jax and Tim on a regular basis but the gradual building of a business, eeking it out of the profits is mine. There is so much i want to do though and so little time. Ideally i’d love it to be something Max and i do together eventually, something that takes our family to places new without relying on a full time job anywhere, but that is a way off yet.
Made me laugh this morning though, as i was hastily packing my 8 or so parcels with a very competent Amelie helping me. She suddenly said “mummy, are we a shop?” i said that yes, we were a shop, one on the computer that people could buy things from. “So, do these parcels go to people then?” she asked, apparently completely incredulous. Well yes, i replied, slightly baffled that she could have missed this. “Oh.” Amelie looked thoughtful for a moment. “You know what mum, you should make them pay for them. Then we would have lots of money!”
There are so many things that will seem incredible to our children, just like the shillings money system seemed incredible to me. Amelie hasn’t yet computed that you can pay for something without being there, but the idea of paying by cash as a normal exchange is going to seem extra-ordinary to them. There will always have been cards, they will always have been the most likeyl way of mum paying for something. As Kath and i said today, our kids will probably be openmouthed at the idea of a camera without a screen you can immediately look at the picture on; “but how did you BLOG if you had to wait for them to come back from the shop????” they’ll ask?
What was an equivalent mouth-opening difference from our parents childhood to ours? I’m trying to think what used to make me think “how could you live doing it that way?” – what was the equivalent of mobile phones now, phone boxes then? it hardly feels like life could get more gadget-ridden than it is now, but i suppose my kids will did my i-pod nano out of a box and go “it’s so HUGE!” 😆
Anyway, parcels done, basic economics explained to Amelie, we set off to see Kath and co. Roads were awful, so despite (technically) not getting lost, we were horribly late (sorry Kath!) Technically not lost because i only set off with a hazy idea of where i was going anyway and was in the right area but thrown by the lack of brown signs 😆 Still nevermind, Fran and i discussed collective nouns while we drove, i got thrown by the ones for horses (is it herd or something else?) and we tried to think of an appropriate one for a group of Raymonds 😆
Castle Acre Priory was lovely, if slightly cold and wet at times; we picnicked under a tree (cold, wet, outdoor eating in preparation for MP camp!), they ran about a lot, Kath and i practised the art of half-conversation while dealing with the needs of 6 children. We toured the grounds, climbed tiny weeny stairs, played in a river that isn’t and generally had a lovely time without pushing education on anyone 🙂 It is a great place to know about, but cold and wet isn’t the time. Then we went into the medieval crafts thing and had a lovely time making decorated tablets, dolls, playing games, using tiling shapes and so on. Got photos going up on flickr shortly.
Visited Kath’s home for a cuppa, saw Mr Kath in uniform 😉 and oggled her lovely Fisher Price nativity set, while having more random conversation. Easy journey back and then lots more Moomins (darn it, i’ve got the reading order wrong, anyone know it?) and garden play with the new bow and arrow and dagger 🙄 Oh and played with our rather lovely new fraction tiles from Fiona at Absorbent Minds – everyone likes those and they’ve arrived in perfect time for the section Fran is about to do in her maths book.
Right, time to go fruit picking in Puddley 🙂 I get Nookingtons tomorrow but am in urgent need of a decent turnip price.