Whoops
Mood: Knackered
Listening to: Hummmmm
Wednesday, 10.04pm
My apologies, humble and sincere, to the girls at work today, none of whom are trolls. I got myself mixed up and it wasn't her day (just as well because I DID forget my bp pill!). I've been feeling guilty about that comment all day - maybe I'm not 'orrible deep down.
Mad with the boys; I asked them to do the dishes tonight and they've both turned on me. You see, they were working on the computer until about 7.30 then went upstairs to watch TV. I lit the fire, Duncs had a bath and hopped into my bed while I had a bath, I put him to bed properly then I came and hung a load of washing on the clothes horse, and started working on the computer compiling a quiz for the husband's social club. Boys arrived about a quarter of an hour ago wanting the computer for 'urgent D of E work', and because I wouldn't get off it then and there I am the sole reason they will fail their entire Bronze Duke of Edinburgh Award and I can get stuffed they're not doing the friggin dishes. Man, I could cry. I'm sick of being the big bad nasty. I'm going to bed myself now and if the dishes are still there in the morning I'll have to consider going on strike myself - maybe their clothes won't get washed or something. Father Bear will come home from Interclub, see the mess and nut off tomorrow and we'll all be at each others throats. Jeez wayne..... (Jeez Wayne is just a kiwi expression akin to rolling the eyes and shaking the head, there is no Wayne in the family!)
Goodnight all.
Jaybee
