Mess

Today went something like this-

• Up early
• Breakfast
• Mental half hour
• Petrol run
• Nap
• Lunch
• Trip to the beach
• Mental half hour
• Dinner
• Mental half hour
• Bath
• Milk
• In the Night Garden
• Story
• Bed

12 long hours. I don't mind doing all this but it's what comes afterwards that annoys me. The last two nights I have spent about half an hour picking up after the wee man. In each room there is a different torment.

Bathroom- toys and toilet roll in the bath, clothes on the floor.
Kitchen- a multitude of dirty pots included dried porridge which, by the way, is stronger than cement.
Lounge- toys EVERYWHERE.
Front bedroom- a mixture of dirty and clean clothes and a mixture of trucks on my pillow.

I might get to eat at some point though I wouldn't count on it.


jpr