Guess who decided midnight was the new 7am last night...
It was 3am before she went back to sleep, and not content with screaming at us for 3 hours, she decided to further disrupt our sleep by refusing to sleep anywhere but in our bed, foot in my ear.
I almost phoned in a holiday for work at 7am. I was exhausted. Still, caffeine kept me going, and a lunch date with Melissa and The Evil One was pleasant enough.
I met the aforementioned duo in (the) ASDA after work and did some shopping, then we came home and had our tea.
Penny's had her bath, I've been up in the loft, Melissa's been faffing with clothes. Once Penny's asleep I'm going to do the dishes before she wakes up and wreaks havoc again, although this evening we've given her some Calpol before bed, as we think it's her teeth waking her up.
Whatever. I'm knackered.
Back tomorrow. Friday. It's barely even a real work day.
Bye!
