Restorative weekend

This weekend was exactly what the doctor ordered. After a few weeks absolutely full to the brim of travel, work and a sick toddler, Mr Puddleduck and I were about at breaking point. Mr Puddleduck was sick and exhausted after holding the fort at home with a sick, whingy and clingy toddler. I was run down and exhausted after too much travel in too short a period of time. Throw in an emergency hospital dash after stepping off a plane at 9am one Sunday morning and it was all a bit too chaotic for words.

I'm not entirely sure what it was about this weekend but it seemed blissful. Everyone was in a good mood (thank heavens for the return of our sweet-tempered little girl), everyone was happy to potter and everyone was simply delighted to be in each other's company. We played all the way upstairs - Puddleduck's favourite spot - we played downstairs and we played outside. We went for walks, we went shopping and we gardened. Even a rainy Sunday couldn't break the spell. In fact, I think the steady drizzle enhanced our ability to relax.

Even the inevitable weekend cleaning tasks didn't raise the usual resentment. All three of us simply pottered around over the course of the weekend. Puddleduck dusted and wiped, Mr Puddleduck vacuumed and tidied and I mopped and filled the house with as many flowers as I could lay my hands on.

We all woke up this morning still feeling refreshed and restored and ready to tackle the new week of work and school. Here's hoping the feeling lasts - or that next weekend is as magical as this one was.