I had planned to watch a film with the Elderbeast this evening, but he disappears early to a friend’s house for the rest of the day and a sleepover. I take the Kinderbeast to a birthday party, but end up leaving him to play and coming home for a bit to cook and clean up the kitchen. Coincidentally, my mother-in-law drops by for a welcome visit at the same time. After that I collect the Kinderbeast from his party. Then we camp out in the front room and I decide to start sorting out our crates of LEGO into some new sectioned tubs that I’ve bought. I don’t yet know how I’m going to sort the LEGO (by colours? by type of brick?), but I get started anyway. The Kinderbesten plays with some of the LEGO. At one point I decide we need some background entertainment, and I put Rogue One on.

The rest of the day goes much the same, ambling nicely along according to no fixed plan. I’ve decided to think of it as unplanning: a day where you may have had some preconceptions about how the day was going to be structured, but those plans get thrown out and replaced by whatever happens to come next.

Unplanning. It’s cool. I must do more of it.