There was no blog yesterday because, entirely my fault, and I own up completely, the washing machine pissed water all over the kitchen floor, creating something of an impromptu pool party.
Once I'd mopped the child and bathed the kitchen, rescued the washing, drained the washing machine, done the dishes and tidied up I couldn't be bothered writing a blog. So I didn't.
Aside from the washing machine debacle yesterday was, for the most part, uneventful.
Today, Wednesday, after a reasonable nights sleep, Penny woke us at 7am, as usual. I walked to work shortly thereafter and spent the day being warm.
Melissa and Penny picked me up from work, I ran into (the) ASDA with Penny for milk under her direction while Melissa got petrol. We came home, had tea, then Melissa went to work.
Me and Penny watched TV then I chucked her in the bath. Cue more water all over the fucking place, followed by a struggle to get Penny to sleep. I'm feeling it today. The heat and so forth. Just as well I can relax now. Oh wait, recycling, mopping (again), dishes, hoovering, no beer.
I despair. Just over a week left. I can last, can't I?
Won't be back tomorrow as I'm going the cinema with my dad to see Man of Steel. Rather looking forward to that.
Back Friday!
