Everything's gone wrong, nearly

Monday 19th February

It's just been one of those days today.

Got back pretty late from a (very relaxed) long weekend away, but after 3 nights kip on squashy mattresses and a long drive we were cream crackered. Jasmine was an angel on the journey - managed to time it so we caught her sleeps mainly - but made up for it by waking up every 2.5 hours during the night.

We think some b**stard has driven into the back of our lovely new car, and then driven off. The right hand brakelight doesn't work, and there's a noticeable scrape just above the fender that definitely wasn't there 2 days ago. So I have to give up my Thursday trip to see Caroline and schlepp over to the garage instead.

Got to work to find out that a big plc has put in a bid for our company and the story was leaked to the press. Not the best way to find out, and makes life seem a lot more uncertain - especially for a part-time babymomma with career ambitions.

All this and it's not even 8.30am.

Then the rest of the day was busy busy busy busy which is not easy when you are knackered knackered knackered knackered.

And boyfried had a horrible dizzy spell in the evening and just feels like poo.

And he has root canal surgery on Thursday.

And he's on call for the whole of Easter.

BUT it is his birthday in 2 days time, and I have managed to order him a new card which is even better than the one I lost, and managed to get him a half-decent present.