Moving House
Wow, I swear I could hear the squeak of rust as I opened this page! I have been so neglectful I hang my head in shame. So what’s been keeping me from posting? Well:
1. Work! Long hours, no breaks at the weekend, endless stream of animations. Good for my bank balance but not great for my life balance.
2. Moving house. Yes, we are leaving County Dublin as rent has finally moved beyond us for the size of house we need and we’re becoming Wicklowites…Wicklowers…Wicklownians. Hmm, I suppose I’d better find out the correct term.
3. The Harding Choir. I’ve been busy organising a concert for June 21st (ahhh! that’s two weeks time!) in aid of Barretstown…and I’m new to this event organisation stuff so it’s somewhat scary to me. Sure I have posters, a beautiful venue in St Patrick’s Church in Dalkey, a 50-strong choir who will be performing spirituals and classics…now all I need is an audience. The thought of an empty church is enough to wake me at night in a cold sweat.
4. Add to all that a showreel/portfolio that must be worked on and a toddler who has discovered the phrase “Stop it!” and can deliver it red-faced, fists clenched and at a decibel that weakens the knees.
Ah, well. The sun is shining, there’s a soft summer breeze blowing through my window. I’m taking a break in the packing while Matt goes to get some Pad Thai from the Thai House in Dalkey. Oh, and my sister is minding Eve until tomorrow evening. Bliss.
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