Day Off...My Arse!

Call this a day off. I sometimes think I live in the Outnumbered household. 0620hrs, all's well. Eldest two are up and out for their paper rounds. Not a bad start I think. Katy comes back 40 minutes later, stomps up stairs and gets back into bed. Here we go..."I'm not going to school, I feel sick." Deepest joy! So after 10 minutes of arguing with her I back off and get showered. Nath comes back and decides to join in, a case of "if she's not going then nor am I." We're talking 0730hrs now, what have I done to deserve this. Nath, of course is only kidding, he knows its more than his life's worth to miss any school at the moment, doesn't stop him jumping on his little brother...wake up call Nath stylie. So now, I have Nath on a major wind up, Katy stropping like you wouldn't believe and Elliot yelling at Nath...all before 0800hrs.

Scotty, beam me up NOW!!!

There's more. Still stropping, Katy now asks for a lift up the road to meet her friend. OMG! Did I hear right??? Not a chance, do I have MUG tattooed on my forehead...NO! So with that off she goes, throwing her dinner money back at me. Door slams...she's gone. Hooray! Off Nath goes, satisfied that his sister is miserable and will starve today. All that's left is Ells, an easy child, slow, but easy. Gets dressed, has breakfast, TV, Plays with Lego, off to school. Easy.

So, give my Lovlie a ring, calms me down. Tells me the rest of the day is Karen Time. Who's he trying to kid. Love ya babe xx

So then the lovely Gill from work rings to tell me that she's checking time sheets etc and that my two day weeks won't cause me to owe hours, they in fact still owe me...result! I must have worked an extra day somewhere along the line, they do that, sneak one in when you're not looking.

So then Louise rings to apologise for buggering off out last night whilst I'm sat outside hers waiting for her...nice mate she is.

So then I need to make a couple of calls, Drs (still waiting for a call back), pay a bill, book a brow wax (yay, she can fit me in today).

Next a text from my mum, "I'm coming into town, are you in?" "Yes but I have a 12 o'clock appt." 1145 she turns up. Since she retired time has no meaning. We both dash into town, I get to Georgies for my brow wax in time but no money, so distracted by mum that I walk past all 4 cash machines. OMG! I look like SuBo, I can't miss this appt, "pay me later" she says. Thank god.

Now I'm looking gorgeous off I dash to the hairdressers to make Katy an appt, then get Ells a new school jumper (note to self...stop feeding that boy, he's growing too much). Then a final dash home to make another call before Jon goes out. Poor bugger has had me moaning at him for his lack of contact and then I don't have time myself. At least he hasn't been abducted by aliens or his wife thrown him out again.

All this and its only 1445. Still haven't cleaned the carpets or windows. The window cleaner is due tomorrow. Can hear it now, "ere, her at 32, she's a right minger, you seen her filthy windows." Do I care? Do I hell.

Oh well 30 minutes and the kids will be home, chaos will be restored.

And NO, I HAVEN'T BEEN TO TESCO before anyone asks.

Finally, just remembered. At around 1015 phone goes, "Mum, I've got no dinner money, can you bring some up?" In the car I get and off I go. MUG!!!!!