Really? What happened this week?
 |
| This is what the Wonder Weeks tells me... Oh god. FFS. |
- I'm fairly sure my memory vacated the room when sleep also left this house... FFS.
- My baby. She no sleep. FFS.
- The Olympics are almost over and I'm going to be lost for shiny moving pictures at 3am. FFS.
- Mr S (deliverer of feline drugs) neglected to notice that Lucy was out of drugs until he gave her the last one. Two days before I (collector of feline drugs) would be in town to get more. It was actually three days because M was sick on the second day, so I was not at work. Lucy was off her tree for three days, and is still only just recovering. I feel for her, I really do, however my tolerance level for TWO clingy toddlers in the house was minimal. FFS.
- Because Lucy doesn't wake up Mr S at night when she's feeling loco. FFS.
- Not that he would have woken up anyway, as he'd been sadly so very bedridden with the flu that there was no waking him for anything. FFS.
- Pregnancy insomnia is here. I regularly wake at 10pm and 4am wide awake. Twitter does not amuse me at this time, everyone is very boring in the middle of the night. FFS.
- Caffeine makes Braxton Hicks worse. FFS.
- I got stuck behind a car in the right hand lane (THE OVERTAKING LANE) doing 75km/hr in the 100 km/hr zone. They did not move over, even as we passed the sign saying 'Right Lane for Overtaking Only'. FFS.
- I have millions of great ideas, but I appear to lack the memory to remember them, and the time management skills to implement them. Gosh. And, FFS.
Shiny Things
