Thank F**k it’s Friday.
That’s all I can say. It’s been a long week! Anyone else feel like last Friday was at least 2 weeks ago? Just me?
My weeks tend to run to the same familiar pattern.
Monday: Day Off (ha! oh how we laugh at this term)
Tues//Wed//Thurs: Kids, work, kids, dinner, kids, sofa.
Friday: Day off to plan all of the relaxing things we’re going to be doing at the weekend.
Like clearing the garden of a gazillion leaves, serious question, do they actually mulsh (that’s a word right?) down into nothing and magically feed the grass or do we have to pick them all up? There are a LOT of leaves. Clean the car. Go to football. And squash. Take the teenager to a shopping centre. Food shop. Dog walks. Washing that doesn’t get done during the week because the days zoom by and before you know it the basket is overflowing and no one has clean socks.
Except me, I don’t wear socks.
We might even throw a little bit of DIY in there somewhere, there are always things to do, in the garden, especially, I’m led to believe, in the lead up to winter. Apparently you should be ticking things off your list like clearing the gutters, finding companies like Drainage Services UK and all sorts.
I’m not really that kind of DIY’er though. I’m more than happy to leave that to T and I’ll concentrate on things like where to put the Christmas tree, what colour tinsel (I hate tinsel but I have a plan) will go round the banisters and how many fairy lights do you need for outside. These are the kind of projects I’m down for.
Don’t get me wrong, I love a list. I really do. But wouldn’t it be nice if that list was more of a “get hair & nails done” and less of “we need to order another recycling bin”.
But we really do need another recycling bin…..