Hello Sunny Monday,
How are you?
I’m fine. I’ve had a great morning. No really. I have.
I mean, I woke up with a massive headache at 5am to my husband telling me how unwell he felt STILL, and could I please go and deal with the crying baby. Make that babies.
Cue huge amounts of sympathy for my husband. Let’s just say he’s tottering towards gastro with a dash of food poisoning. And no, I didn’t poison him. I wish I had, it’d make this all a whole lot more fun for me.
So Monday, you started off brilliantly. No really. You did.
Even though my head has a permanent dull ache and someone is drilling screws into my skull intermittently. Plus Fraser thinks he’s Manolo-incarnate and insists on clapping around the house with my heels on his hands all morning, you are putting on a fine day for my washing. I think you knew that my washing was piling up to epic proportions again and so decided to put on this fine show.
Just a question? Do you think you can pull it off again tomorrow, and we’ll call it Tuesday instead? Good, that would be fantastic. Because the twins managed to figure out that the doors are old and so are the handles and latches. Meaning that if they push hard enough the door will eventually open. Roo didn’t figure this out until she was nearly two. These boys have got guts and determination, unfortunately for Roo’s room.
Did I mention they were having nappy free time in the hardwood backroom? Or that they chose the moment I went out to put washing on the line to infiltrate Roo’s territory? No, I didn’t let you know? Oh, if I had you would have stopped them whizzing all over her rug, her bed and her toys? Oh, that’s so kind of you. I should have let you know and I could have saved myself the trouble of washing everything my daughter owns. Too bad, isn’t it?
Don’t worry about being fine and sunny on Wednesday, Monday, because I’m going to be on a train to Sydney all afternoon so I don’t really give three figs if you decide on some mid-September sheet rain. Just as long as I get to stay on the train, in the relative peace and quiet, nursing my laptop and pretending I’m all sorts of important when really I’m a mummy blogger (and proud of it) headed to RUOK? Day in Sydney on Thursday morning, and then to have lunch with my grandmother.
Speaking of Thursday, Monday, do you think you could pull off a nice warm one, from early in the piece? I have to be up pretty early and I don’t want my outfit to be weather confused.
Thanks for reading Monday, if you could just let the big guy know all of this that would be great.
I’ll call you tomorrow, Tuesday.