Knackered at 7pm again.
Jazzie slept through again last night, hurray, but after a 10 hour sleep that meant waking up at 5am.
Whoever said it gets easier - you're all a bunch of lying bastards.
Went to London Zoo today, the zoo for posh people. Lots of competitive dads training their toddlers to recite the latin name of the tiger, and the origin of the bactrian camel. It's scary listening to it all. And there was me in amongst them in my girlie voice going "they're sooooo cute. can we get one? huh? huh? pleeeeeeeaaaaaasssseee."
Jazzie doesn't stand a chance.
Darling boyfriend (aka the boyfried abbrev. bf) back to work tomorrow. jazzie back to nursery tomorrow. i have to schlepp to bloody chelsea to wish dad happy 70th birthday - should be a happy occasion but given his circumstances i'm already feeling miserable at the prospect.
mondays suck.
First weeks back to school and work
8 years ago
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment