Oh dear. I have a little list of posts to write, stories to tell... but I've been working so hard, and I've had a cold so unpleasant and debilitating, I'd almost go so far as to say that it might be a ... mancold.
So I feel mired down in phlegm and throatiness and the spectacular tantrums and fighting of my two children. I brought them to McDOnalds last night, god forgive me. Bodhi says like Eddie Murphy did in his 80's stand up sketch, which is both amusing and terrifying. I really don't want my son to be part of the toddler statistic that recognises the golden arches from afar.
I need to get my Christmas shopping finished. I need to get my workload clear so I can get ready and make reality my wish for a clean and decorated welcoming Christmas house this year.
And bake cookies and wrap them nicely and send parcels on time, and get the Christmas cards done sooner rather than later, except I have to get the printer fixed and I don't know where to go, urg.
I want to sit in bed and read the True Blood novels I haven't had time to touch in a fortnight - ! And write my fanfic stuff that's buzzing around in my head (despite the fact that I missed the competition deadline, dammit dammit!) and have someone else look after and sort out my children.
Ah well, it's ten past eight, I have to get going or it will be another late day. And I'd better go visit my granny. And get ingredients for baking for the school Christmas fair.
Bed... wanna go back to bed...
11 comments:
oh no...you are damned busy girl..and remind me that i m busy too..a thing i didnt realiced until your to do list made me think of my own...and that i have to bake cake for 35 kids soon because of mini-santiagos good bye party in his old school..damned..do i really have to that??? he will see those 35 cake munchers never again..so cant he simply shake their hands and say something moving??????
Go back to bed, cover up your head and don't come out till the mooooorrrrrnnniinnnggg (after christmas!)
Go visit your granny
Went to see my granny who wasn't best pleased I was bringing her my lurgy.
Bed sounds good to me too...
Hope you feel better soon.
Yech
oh no! mancold!! that's serious... can your dearest take a day off work so you can get a duvet day? that's what men with mancold would expect, anyways!
PS the true blood novels, have you started? i've been eyeing them on amazon, but have to keep my pennies together for christmas shenanigans... and have too many books to read and no time to read them (because i keep reading blogs... (especially yours, and then following all the links...))
Shut-up! I need to START my Christmas shopping.
I'm with you. Tomorrow I WILL get some Christmas decorations for next week. Will. And wrapping paper. I'm full of resolve.
God I'd love a duvet day.
Hello and solidarity to all you hard working, Christmas and Sinterklass making ladies.
Last book I started - and got 3/4 way through - was David Mitchell's Ghostwritten, on family holiday in Dingle, August 2008. It's still on my bedside locker. I should put it away now!
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