Do you ever get the feeling that subconsciously, you are waiting for something to happen? In some sort of limbo that leaves you feeling restless and unproductive and not able to settle to doing anything of any consequence? The kicker is, I have no idea what it is I am waiting for. So this weekend, I have consciously decided to sieze the moment. If a thought comes into my head, I'm acting on it.
In some respects, this is a dangerous state of mind. It led to the sudden purchase yesterday, of an upgraded drum kit for Mark. To be fair, he has been saving up for his share of the cost for over a year. And this child does not find saving easy. But when we went into the shop, and saw the kit with the spec above the one he had coveted, reduced to the same price and I said we should just go ahead and buy it, I swear his jaw almost hit the floor.
Thankfully, not all my impulses have been costly ones. It didn't rain today, which I took as a sign to get outside, prune bushes and bring in the last of the tulips from my cutting patch. The lilac is in full bloom, so some of that got cut and the greenery is courtesy of the lemon balm which grows like a weed all over our garden.
Clearly, the 'just do it now' mood is a catching one. I showed Johnny this post about a Nerf gun target and blow me, he agreed to making his own version right there and then.
This makes me grateful on so many levels - perhaps I will stop finding nerf bullets all over every room of every house, building it occupied him for almost an hour and I am hopeful that it will give him something to do other than bait his older brother. Today, the torture of choice seems to be to follow him about, chanting 'puberty boy'. I had honestly forgotten what eight year old boys are like.
Perhaps what I'm waiting for is for him to grow out of it.