a book at bedtime and birthday wishes 3


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When Natalie of Yarn Yard asked me to contribute a post to the p/hop birthday blog event I was more than happy to agree and was thrilled that she had thought of me but this was quickly followed by blogger’s block and in the week that followed, in between blowing my nose and coughing, I began and discarded a thousand posts.  I seemed unable to think of a single thing to write about.

But suddenly last night my head cleared and I knew just what I wanted to write about.  This sudden clarity of thought came at the end of a long and busy day.  Still not feeling 100% my Monday began with the usu
al rush of packing lunches and rushing children and husband out the door, the day proceeded in a rush of assisting on a school trip (ah yes, to be sat on an overheated coach full of 6 & 7 year olds with pounding sinuses and a hacking cough, such pleasure).  The day raced on with an afternoon of swimming lessons and grocery shopping thrown in for good measure and the poor Technical Advisor arrived unexpectedly home in time for dinner on the one night that I could offer nothing more exciting that beans on toast.

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Have to say that thankfully the dear Technical Advisor conjured up a heavenly dose of poached eggs and mushrooms on toast inspite of his own weariness and the evening slowed down mercifully.  However by the time I got to bed last night, I was quite certain that I would fall asleep the instant my head touched the pillow and was most surprised to find that the stillness of my body only served to give my mind more energy to whirr.  The problem, I suddenly realised, was that I had not read.  Not one page.  You see I read every night and have done for as long as I can remember.  I cannot imagine not having a novel on the go by the side of my bed, reading before I close my eyes is as natural as drinking coffee in the morning.  When the children were babies and sleep was so precious I still went through the motions of picking up my book even if it did take a very long time to finish those post-baby books and I could face only the simplest of chick-lit.  I think my eyes would barely reach the end of a page before closing.  Reading a book at bedtime is my way of putting the day away.  It is impossible to really follow the words on the page whilst thinking of anything else so my mind is forced to close off it’s thoughts, it is like clicking the shut down button.  A gentle whirring as each window in my mind closes and my mental machine settles, ready for sleep.  A gentle full stop to each day.

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