Would you believe it? I have Won a Giveaway!
Dear Claire at My Little Life, thank you so much!
That was definitely the best thing to happen today. Work was so boring, only four customers; had a man round to mend the toilet, dried out the floor around said toilet, tried to do some more of Scary's bag but ran out of pink thread and of course it's Bank Holiday so nowhere is open. Frantic phone call to friend who opens up her shop so that I can get some pink thread! And here I am doing my blog post at gone 11pm AGAIN.
Think bed is calling. I'll just go and have a little chat with the hamster and then I think I might have to make myself a hot water bottle!
See you tomorrow!
Showing posts with label stressed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stressed. Show all posts
Monday, 29 August 2011
Monday, 8 August 2011
Monday Madness
As usual, Monday has been rush, rush, rush!
Work - busy.
Shopping - heavy, and husband couldn't pick me up cos the car wouldn't start!
Kitchen - untidy. Doesn't anybody else SEE the washing up?
Husband - in a dither cos the car wouldn't start and he needed to go to work tonight.
Students - changing their minds about whether they want to go to the disco or not. (In the end, one did and one didn't.)
Youngest daughter - badgering me about World of Warcraft until I finally gave in. Peace at a cost.
Oldest daughter - shut in her bedroom making videos!!! Don't want to go there.
Students - hogging my computer and closing my game of spider solitaire (no longer 100% stats).
Kettle - buggered.
Last week's student - left a load of stuff behind which I will have to send on.
Crafting - foiled.
Student (the one that went to the disco) - ended up in the sea so now needs everything washed.
Can I go to bed now please with a couple of paracetamol?
Maybe I'll dream of Eric ...
Work - busy.
Shopping - heavy, and husband couldn't pick me up cos the car wouldn't start!
Kitchen - untidy. Doesn't anybody else SEE the washing up?
Husband - in a dither cos the car wouldn't start and he needed to go to work tonight.
Students - changing their minds about whether they want to go to the disco or not. (In the end, one did and one didn't.)
Youngest daughter - badgering me about World of Warcraft until I finally gave in. Peace at a cost.
Oldest daughter - shut in her bedroom making videos!!! Don't want to go there.
Students - hogging my computer and closing my game of spider solitaire (no longer 100% stats).
Kettle - buggered.
Last week's student - left a load of stuff behind which I will have to send on.
Crafting - foiled.
Student (the one that went to the disco) - ended up in the sea so now needs everything washed.
Can I go to bed now please with a couple of paracetamol?
Maybe I'll dream of Eric ...
Tuesday, 16 November 2010
Stressed
Well, I'm feeling a bit of a fraud today as I have really have nothing to say other than all the things that are going wrong at the moment!
I think we've all had times when every electrical/mechanical/inanimate device seems unwilling to co-operate. I asked the Boiler Man the other day if it was possible to hate inanimate objects. 'Oh Yes', he said with feeling! OK, so I hate my boiler (defunct), my dishwasher (doesn't wash anything unless you use the dearest tablets), Scary's laptop (won't work tonight), back door (sticks), front door (has gap underneath that lets in the cold), television (picture disappears when you change channels too quickly and you have to turn it off and on again at the wall), digibox on Starfish's tv (missed the last ten minutes of Kirsty tonight because trying to get it to work so she could watch Vampire Diaries)(didn't succeed), my new laptop (cos it's male and can't do two things at once), Jimmy Carr (I know he's not electrical, mechanical or inanimate but the Runner is watching him on tv and he's very distracting; not in a good way), upstairs toilet seat (wobbly and impossible to mend), downstairs toilet seat (one of these soft close things that the lid won't stay up and whacks you on the bum just as you're sitting down), the cash point that told me I'm overdrawn already this month (I mean it's only the 16th, how can I be overdrawn already?), the electric heater in my bedroom that I keep banging my toe on; I'm building up into a rant so I'll stop now!
ALL STRESSED OUT AND NO-ONE TO CHOKE
DESSERTS IS STRESSED BACKWARDS
THERE ARE ONLY TWO TIMES I FEEL STRESSED: DAY AND NIGHT
I TRY TO TAKE ONE DAY AT A TIME, BUT SOMETIMES SEVERAL ATTACK ME AT ONCE
Shall I go on?
I think we've all had times when every electrical/mechanical/inanimate device seems unwilling to co-operate. I asked the Boiler Man the other day if it was possible to hate inanimate objects. 'Oh Yes', he said with feeling! OK, so I hate my boiler (defunct), my dishwasher (doesn't wash anything unless you use the dearest tablets), Scary's laptop (won't work tonight), back door (sticks), front door (has gap underneath that lets in the cold), television (picture disappears when you change channels too quickly and you have to turn it off and on again at the wall), digibox on Starfish's tv (missed the last ten minutes of Kirsty tonight because trying to get it to work so she could watch Vampire Diaries)(didn't succeed), my new laptop (cos it's male and can't do two things at once), Jimmy Carr (I know he's not electrical, mechanical or inanimate but the Runner is watching him on tv and he's very distracting; not in a good way), upstairs toilet seat (wobbly and impossible to mend), downstairs toilet seat (one of these soft close things that the lid won't stay up and whacks you on the bum just as you're sitting down), the cash point that told me I'm overdrawn already this month (I mean it's only the 16th, how can I be overdrawn already?), the electric heater in my bedroom that I keep banging my toe on; I'm building up into a rant so I'll stop now!
ALL STRESSED OUT AND NO-ONE TO CHOKE
DESSERTS IS STRESSED BACKWARDS
THERE ARE ONLY TWO TIMES I FEEL STRESSED: DAY AND NIGHT
I TRY TO TAKE ONE DAY AT A TIME, BUT SOMETIMES SEVERAL ATTACK ME AT ONCE
Shall I go on?
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