So in a bid to make more money and regain some of my creative skills I made some bags. Tampon bags. Period pouches. What ever you want to call them. I'd seen one on pintrest and thought 'that's funny. I can do better though'. I'm not going to say whether I think I did better … Continue reading I made some stuff
The lovely Mrs Chalke at Butterflies and Boundaries has nominated me to do this twice now, and I haven't quite found time. However I am majorly procrastinating today, I have too much work to do, so of course I'm doing everything but actually start, and I loved reading hers, its nice to find out more about … Continue reading This or That
They boy caught me off guard last night. After all I said about always being ready. I wasn't. Not even a little bit. And I lost my shit. Completely. I mean, screaming, manic, crazy shit. It was awful. My point was valid. He said he wouldn't do it, 3 times I'd made him promise and … Continue reading Out all night.
I have just woken up, Delta is asleep on my right arm and I’m a hurriedly typing this with my left hand while it is still fresh. Sleep paralysis is the worst. I’ve had it before. I’ve never had it like this. The boy left early to go coaching. He whispered “bye babe”. I was … Continue reading Sleep paralysis
Tonight was an absolute joy. The boy was out, I got the kids in bed early, well on time, and then I prepped for a night in the bathroom. I love a good bath. I refuse to get in if I can't spend a minimum of an hour in there, and it was just great. … Continue reading A night off
Right I feel like I need to apologise. This is potentially going to be like one of those annoying Facebook statues, where some ones like "arrrrggghhh can't believe this has happened again" every one is clicks on the comments to find out just what has happened to see the response "I'll DM you" So again … Continue reading Cryptic.
Bleeding Nora, that phone call this morning has drained me. Mentally. Completely. I honestly just feel done. Which sucks because I have so much to do. Like lists upon lists upon lists. I am literally clinging on by skin of my teeth getting the things that need to be done just out in time. I've … Continue reading Drained
The therapy people are supposed to be calling my a 9.30. It's 9.34. Literally cannot cope with this. I hate phone calls at the best of times, but waiting for the phone to ring, to talk to some one I don't know, about stuff I don't actually want to talk about. Eurgh. On the plus … Continue reading Waiting
I'm not really underwhelmed just for the first time in a long time I'm not overwhelmed. Shall I start with the boy? I should it's even though it's actually the most recent thing that's happened. We had another exchange of words, the subject for once is irrelevant, however I was cool, calm and collected. Honestly … Continue reading Underwhelmed
I love my mum so much. She's ace. Literally the best. Sometimes though so leaves me with my head cocked to one side and a look of bewilderment on my face. So you may remember she popped in while I was away the other day to get keys for the ex. Well she also decided … Continue reading My mum is better than your mum