Got kids off to school on time – read: 5 minutes late as standard – in the usual fashion.
Remember have to organise birthday present for a birthday party on the weekend that I won’t be attending.
Options are get it now, or when Godzilla gets home. But have list of things to do. Urk. I hate this weighing up which task is least painful with children, despite knowing that all of them are more painful than sticking barbeque skewers in your eyeballs. Yes, ones that already have the meat squares, onions and barbeque sauce on them. And you know how painful it is when you get barbeque sauce in your eye!
Opt to do the birthday present shop with Godzilla in tow, so set tow work, then go grab him from kinder, race to oversized shopping centre, locate required gift, race home to pack for children (who are having a sleepover at their childless Uncle’s house), pick up Monkey Boy, take them to childless Uncle’s house – he, apparently, is loads of fun coz he lets them play computer games for 6 hours straight or something – return home and remember I have a movie night at some trendy movie theater (yay) and have to pack for the weekend as am attending another conference and having another sleepover.
Grumpy returns home with a visitor in tow, who is also staying the night, after they head out for dinner and a few drinks. Unfortunately, they don’t leave for dinner in time for me to have nice, quiet, relaxing bath before heading out.
Do get 5 minutes to myself, after a shower, pack bags for weekend and race out the door for movie night.
Where no one sang along to the words of Mamma Mia – what is wrong with this world??!!