Totes Towers was it’s usually noisy self this morning. We have settled into a new routine with Trevor the Thug Pug. He gets up, I take him out and then he goes fucking mental. The mental lasts for about 30 minutes and then he gets all sleepy again. This morning we managed to get him away from our ankles with a milk container. He chased it around for 20 minutes until he knackered himself out. If you don’t find something to entertain him with he will try to amputate your foot at ankle level.
Meanwhile the three little shits get up and dine on cheesy toast, strawberries and Weetabix with gently warmed milk.
They had to have a bath this morning but Trevor was asleep so I was able to oversee the carnage and mop up the tsunami. They had to have a bath because I used the oven last night and realised only too late that it stank. I hate the smell of rancid oven. I think that the last time I did sausages, they must have exploded all over the oven. I swear that I could smell the stench in the kids hair.
There was the usual “socks, teeth, socks, teeth, socks, socks, PUT YOUR BASTARD SHOES ON, PICK YOUR BAG UP, WHERE IS YOUR BLOODY SCHOOL WATER BOTTLE?” Followed by “For fucks sake, £10 for raffle tickets and I’ve got to run a stall at the summer fair? They’d better have a bar”
We set off late. Oscar was upset by his siblings mocking him. So all in all a pretty good morning.
I’m now going to work for a rest. How can you only just make it to school before the second bell when you get up at 5.30?
Do you like my new t shirt? It’s such a nice colour. https://www.lagenluxe.co.uk/…/maddy-petrol-oversized-tee-sh…
Trousers Zara sale at Christmas £6.99
Shoes M&S ages ago.