It should have been a great day today.
It was finally time for the first session of the new playgroup I'd been asked to run! I had the cookies ready, the play dough made, the leaves collected for the autumn themed craft. Heaps of people had "expressed their interest" to the Centre staff. I'd signed the key out from the officious desk lady and we were all set.
I hustled Peanut and Bug through their breakfast, and rugged them up against the Canberra cold. We hurried round the corner to the playgroup hut and I waited nervously for the hoards to arrive.
And waited. And waited....
No one came.
It was hard not to take personally, even though the whole thing wasn't my idea, and no one actually knew I was the coordinator. (Would that have helped? Maybe next week I'll have huge real estate-like signs printed out, with my grinning mug on them giving a thumbs up, advertising the Most Awesome Saturday Playgroup Ever, RUN BY MRS ACCIDENT!! Then at least if *that* doesn't work, I can take it to heart!)
Looking on the bright side, my girls had an excellent time dominating all the playgroup toys without competition, the playgroup craft cupboard is now the cleanest and most organized it has been in years (I got a little bored while waiting) and we have enough playdough to last until Christmas.
Christmas 2019, that is.
And it's all orange.
Oh, and also? Panzer is here!! Photos soon, but I will say, she is a one pound dog in two pounds of skin.... Adorable.
Have a good Sunday, everyone!