Feel crap again this morning. I had a full night of horrid dreams, having gone to bed by 11pm, which is *really* early for me. I’ve woken with a headache, in a really nasty mood and want everyone to fuck off and leave me alone. Ady is cutting hedges outside (with the noisiest hedge trimmer in the world) and the children have been standing out there screaming every time the hedge trimmer goes until I called them in and told them to stop incase the neighbours called social services or the police. They are now running in and out of the house every two minutes yelling ‘Mummmmmeeeeeee!’ to tell me something. Argh, I need to go and be somewhere with no people!
I worked yesterday. Ady stayed home in the morning (really need to properly sort my every other Friday morning out for childcare, I spoke to a local HEor who comes in the library yesterday as she does childminding. Problem is we are now tight to a budget again so that would need to be changed to accomodate childcare and it is only every other Friday morning but would mean I’d need to get the children there before work and then pick them up during my lunchbreak to bring them home for my Dad to have them in the afternoon – Dad only has a two seater van so even if we could sort out childseats for him to go and pick them up, he couldn’t fit them in his van anyway. Oh, it’s all so bloody complicated! And Julie was doing one Friday morning a month for me but now she’s working Fridays too so that doesn’t help any more. Grr). It was really busy in the morning but quite quiet in the afternoon. I walked into work and back though, which was nice. I’ve done a fair bit of walking this week so I’d be feeling all viruous and healthy if I didn’t have this headache making me feel shit.
When I got in we didn’t have any bread (kids wanted sandwiches for tea) so we had a debate about whether they wanted to stay here while I nipped to the shop or come with me and they chose to come with me. They had their sandwiches, Davies played Monkey Ball on xbox and Tarly sat and looked through some books I’d bought home, then they got in their pjs and I read them the whole pile of library books I’d got them to last the week 😆 It’s really nice having Scarlett old enough to listen to a proper story and not worry so much about what the pictures are doing. Recently I read Davies a couple of the Roald Dahl stories with limited illustrations and he really enjoyed them after some initial ‘but there’s no pictures!’ moaning. I think Scarlett is almost ready for the same, which means audio books won’t be far behind I guess too :).
They went to bed, Ady came home (he still had to do his day’s work, just didn’t start it til midday, so he didn’t get home until about 730pm), we had dinner and bath and then I fell asleep on the sofa around 1030, before waking up and staggering to bed at 11. I’m so rock n roll 😆
And now, I am off to go and select a cocktail of drugs to try and combat my headache, hayfever and continued extreme tiredness and try and engage with the rest of the family for the day.
I’d suggest going back to bed and *not* engaging 🙂 Seriously!
Just before I woke up this morning, I dreamt that Violet & Gwenny were doing autopsies on dead pets, and were advertising on the internet for people to send them theirs.