Tomorrow morning, I take the plane. Air Transat will take me to… Montreal, then another flight to New Brunswick where I will spend a week.
A week away from them.
But not a week without tata guilt, uncle organization and cousin paradox.
I assure you, I did not hesitate long in receiving this wonderful invitation (because it is a blogtrip as they say in the jardon of the blogosphere)
Think well:a year that I have not yet seen pass, between the very demanding job at the agency, a teenager in the middle of a crisis, a (too) young schoolboy, a big everything to manage... I deserve it!
(there, you say, oh yes eza, oulalalalala, that you deserve it!)
(thanks)
Obviously, we do not change an eza which always organizes everything for everyone. When I understood that in my absence, the job of the Man would not allow him at all to take over from me at decent hours, that the college was ending at the end of the week, the children were going to have to manage mine you're welcome 3 days alone, not to mention the last two days when the schedules are aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalyly arranged… I preferred to find a young trusted woman to take care of them a bit in the evening and daytime courses (hip hop and Magic Makers again)
Not having a second to devote to the search for a great babysitter, I have this time, hang on to those who have been following me for years… yes:I have decided to go through an agency!!
Not just any huh, don't mess around.
It is therefore with serenity that I recommend Assadia who practices a system of "intelligent childcare", understanding there that their trained workers do more than watch our children:they really take care of them (crazy thing). The agency also provides them with a kind of "cases" of games that adapt to the child being cared for. Well, for mine, on this occasional nanny, we'll see what happens, but I find these values really interesting and I who had very few "agencies" and who always preferred to recruit his nannies directly, well, he I needed an organization of this style to leave serenely.
Then, well, I filled the fridge, the cupboards, the freezer, I emptied the laundry basket (well at some point during the evening it was really empty, I assure you:I saw the fund )
I put post-its everywhere, I made a schedule and I stuck it on the fridge.
It was on the 256th "darling, when I'm away you..." that my dear son cut me off to say:"it's going to be fine you know in fact mom »
oops
I'll be fine
I will enjoy
of this magnificent region of Canada and this gigantic opportunity
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I made you a plan
