So I've properly slacked just lately due to being poorly with the Plague and tooth rot and generally just can't be arsed And now the house is in such chaos I feel like just shutting the doors and marathonning Season 5 of Private Practice on LoveFilm.
Dishwasher is stacked and on. So is washing machine and tumble dryer. Cleaned the worktops. DD2 (who is almost 3) is currently sat on the toilet doing a poo and singing to herself. Surely thats enough effort for the morning, right?
I have a pile of random crap in the corner of the living room that needs sorting. Can't possibly sit and slack on t'sofa whilst that needs doing. Not that I can see it, but I know its there.