It's time.

It finally came to the point where I had to do something for Christopher. It had been playing on my mind a lot recently, and I got sent the forms for a brass plaque to be placed in the garden of remembrance up at the cemetery opposite the Grandstand. Although when I was in town I just went to the town hall and did it myself, enquiring about a bench, too, but that was a lot of money. I could afford it, but not when I'm saving for a house- which brings us on to the next thing I've been doing!
Looking at property and the conditions of the First-Time Buyer's register is quite depressing. Having to save ten percent of a mortgage is something I am willing to do, even if I am going to be skint for a long time. It would be nice to look around my home and think that I did that, I worked hard and earned that, would be wonderful.
I have recently been training for manager at my parents' hotel. It's testing but rewarding aswell. I went on two Isle of Man Welcome courses and very nearly fell asleep on both the Health & Safety and Customer Care. There is so much to learn, and even when I am "trained" there will still be more, and more, and more. Going from five or six hours, to forty a week has been easier than I thought it would be.
Also I am going to the gym (thank you, Mum & Dad!), I have lost a considerable amount already due to going three times a week! Doing all these different things leaves me the rest of the time with Harry that I value so much. He is crawling so fast now, and his little personality grows and delights me more and more every day. I bought him a 'Mr Happy' book, from the Mr Men & Little Miss series. I read it to him today and he was more interested in my foot, unfortunetly! I would love to get him as interested in books as I am. Was? Wish I was? Since I got pregnant I have no time nor patience for the books I used to read for hours on end. Reading used to take up a lot of my time, and I miss it.