Everyone went to bed a bit later and then got up a lot later. DH needs to work (from home) so he's the only one who got up at 8:30. Then two boys and me all stayed in bed until one of us woke up usually about 9:30.
We were away for holiday for the most of the summer. Since we came back, I just didn't feel motivated to do much at all. I'm usually a "stay-in" type of people and wouldn't feel missing much if I don't go out much at all. The intense holiday plus the fact that we started potty training last week gave me sound excuses to not making efforts.
We only went to the shop passing the library one morning. DS1 still has some daily work to do for 11+, whilst the little one seems also just recovering from the exhausting few weeks being out and about in holiday. They didn't seem to feel too restless or too fussy about it. When they want to get the steam out, they would just go to the garden for a while.
I honestly feel quite content for doing little efforts to organise going out (so much work...). But on the other hand, I do profoundly feel ashamed, especially I can't even convince myself to change out from the pyjamas...
Anyone else feel like this? Or just me being too lazy? 🙄