And I definitely wish it was Sunday! We're all feeling very sorry for ourselves this morning. Hubby practically dragged himself to work this morning as he was so exhausted; Bubbah spent most of last night crying in pain and kept being sick for some mysterious reason to the extent that I ended up sleeping in his bedroom out of fear he'd be sick in his sleep and choke; and I've got a horrid cold so I feel generally rotten and could do with a day where all I do is eat comfort food, watch cheesy movies and do not much else.
Unfortunately I can't courtesy of everyday living so things such as cleaning the kitchen and the mountain of washing that need dealing with prevent me from doing so. Humph.
Fortunately Bubbah fell asleep on the way back from Tesco (for a sweetie and tissue run) so I've managed to grab a few moments to myself after sweeping and washing our kitchen floor with an ice cream and an old(ish) episode of Doctor Who (The Pandorica Opens for anyone who cares, I love Rory the Roman!)
Here's hoping things calm down!
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