You know, I have really been pondering this. Ever get the feeling after clicking away from reading your favourite blogs - jeepers creepers - my day is a cesspit in comparison. My house is in a constant state of disarray, I can't be bothered to think what's for dinner tonight - so it's mufti meals again, I am in a hideous mood because I've been dealing with two sick kids and no decent amount of sleep. No wonder sleep deprivation is used as torture. I'm not talking fantasy land as in - Oh yeah I think I am Harry Potter - kazaam!
You want to know what's really happening in my life? Not that things are bad. They're just a tad boring. This is us:
- We rushed off to swimming this morning with sick baby in tow. It's winter. It's cold. Swimming at the moment is a drag and the teacher reminds me of Miss Trunchbowl .
- I need a sleep.
- I am uninspired in the kitchen of late. I am sick of cooking.
- I need a sleep.
- I am even sick of washing clothes. I used to love washing, but now, it's four people's worth - it's not fun anymore.
- I need a sleep.
- I need to turn the notch up to ten on the fun-o-meter, but I think the switch is broken.
- I need a sleep.
- I even don't want to vaccuum. There is definitely something wrong when I don't want to vaccuum. I would happily vaccuum every day. Not today. No. No. No.
- I need a sleep.
- I feel like I am under house arrest because of the two sick babes. Boo hoo!
- I can't krump like the dancers on So You Think You Can Dance. What's wrong with me Nigel Lythgoe? I try. Oh yes, I do try, but I just ain't got that swing.
- Did I mention I need a sleep?
So what to do when the chips are down (and I need a sleep)? I'll blog about some vintage finds I re-discovered lurking in amidst my mess this morning.
Like these two pieces of delicious fabrics.
Now take that crummy days - KAZAAAAM! - and be gone!
