Am world weary and patient weary this week. The extra clinics and hours and KPI/DES/LES/QAF sagas are taking their toll. I am a grumpy wife , slummy mummy and bleary eyed. Now to survive a weekend of gymnastics/playdates/swimming and vegetable gardening before we descend on Butlins in Skegness. Are they ready for us and are we ready for it. 3 sleeps and counting.
Positive points of the week. I won a fight with a fluffy cat and got her to the vet for her yearly dematting. I caught a mouse in a humane trap and released it back into the garden - probably to be recaught and brought back in again. I have a new door on my shed, courtesy of my paid second husband( The real McCoy is scared of dirt and spiders and splinters.) and my garage is cleared ready and waiting for the demolition project of June. The asbestos is quaking while it ponders on its final destination.
Positive points of the week. I won a fight with a fluffy cat and got her to the vet for her yearly dematting. I caught a mouse in a humane trap and released it back into the garden - probably to be recaught and brought back in again. I have a new door on my shed, courtesy of my paid second husband( The real McCoy is scared of dirt and spiders and splinters.) and my garage is cleared ready and waiting for the demolition project of June. The asbestos is quaking while it ponders on its final destination.
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