cos i have a day off today - and had sorta thought i might totally chill out and watch a wee chick flick and do a bit of pre-school planning (you know, incase i actually get a job with little people that lets us choose what we learn rather than panickedly following someone else's lesson plan which makes absolutely no sense to me and so i completely stuff the whole thing up and end up apologising to the kids. more than once. and it makes me look rather fraudish. but who cares? cos we has such a lovely trip up the garden path. well i thought we did. not sure the kids were convinced. there's a heck of a lot of twink on those pages.) and perhaps sew something while drinking endless espressos, but INSTEAD i have washed clothes, towels, floors, bathrooms, AND cooked tonight's dinner, AND tomorrow night's dinner, AND even the next night's dinner:
AND raspberry muffins. AND i made myself some scrambled happy eggies all before two o'clock. and i am not even pregnant.