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Grabbing Opportunities

I absolutely love it when your plans are changed in the blink of an eye into something you wouldn't ordinarily do but which turn out to be even better.

Today's plan was to drop D off at work, go buy a raincoat for O and head home.  Very simple and not very exciting, but a plan that I actually felt a bit stressed out about. 

As I wandered around that large well known chain for baby and children clothes and supplies I heard a voice talking to me (not in my head,  I hasten to add), and without even thinking turned around and said,  "OK". It's one of those vague responses I tend to do when I'm not concentrating or haven't heard properly and I'm too embarrassed to explain I'm deaf and didn't hear. 

What had I just committed to?  Apparently the photographer had a cancellation and I'd agreed to fill it.  PANIC!!! I immediately questioned how much it would cost,  and was pleased to hear it was free. Where's the catch I thought,  and asked.  No catch, one free image emailed within 72 hours,  and we can choose to purchase any others, or not.   Nothing to lose really,  no commitment to buy.  No bank or card details provided,  all safe. 

The session lasted about 20 minutes,  and O really enjoyed himself.  We're going back next weekend to review the other photos and decide if there's any we want,  I can't wait! 

While we were in a fun and adventurous mood I decided not to go straight home.  A purchase of a raincoat and a bargain puzzle in the sale, O and I set back out to have a mooch.

For a while now I've wanted to get my eyebrows threaded (long overdue!) but am never alone to do it, and couldn't work out logistically how I would do it,  but this time I thought sod it,  I can do this. 

O was in the sling,  so I switched him round to a front carry and joined the queue.  I did catch some puzzled looks but adopted my,  "we're having fun and I don't care face".  Music was playing in the background and O was getting quite bouncy.  We had a little jive together, and I quite forgot we were in a shop,  in a queue, with people watching, ha ha! 

When it was my turn,  I sat down in the chair,  and slipped my arms out of the straps so O just sat on my tummy while the girl worked on my eyebrows. He thought it was hilarious but very quickly decided it was the perfect opportunity to just have a cuddle instead.  It couldn't have gone better. 

To some it may not seem like a big deal but it just reinforced to me that really all you need is to be positive and believe anything is possible and what seems like a challenge can be awesome,  and fun. 

I can't wait to see what tomorrow brings! 


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