Monday. It nearly wasn't though.
Penny didn't go to sleep last night until just after 10pm. We tried leaving her to scream, but she just made herself sick, we tried Calpol, Dentinox, soothing, winding, snuggling. We let her play with us for an hour. I can only think it was the sip of Mountain Dew Energy I gave her earlier in the day. Bitch wasn't sleeping, yo.
You'd think we'd get a good night out of her, but she woke just before 7am. Not bad, but she could have done better.
Work was alright. Whatever. Nice walk, etc. Tired. Monday. Whatever.
Melissa and Zombie Penny picked me up. She was knackered. She had only managed about 30 minutes of naptime throughout the day.
We got home and played for ages in front of the TV. Melissa's friend Emma popped in (not you, Emma) and then her friend Ange popped in and I was left to bathe, feed and put Penny to sleep. A task which I accomplished with aplomb. Whatever that means.
I'm drinking a well earned bottle of Beck's and allowing the oven to preheat for our post Slimming World pizza binge, and then I may watch a movie while Melissa gabs to her mate.
Tuesday tomorrow. Honestly.
