Disaster averted! Stand down, repeat, stand down

[MagicKeysToAsda]

A terrible disaster was narrowly avoided today when I could not find the bar of chocolate I bought yesterday. It was purchased mainly as a safety mechanism for the DC's benefit for when mummy loses her shit the school holidays get a little trying and a bit of refuge in the airing cupboard somewhere quiet is needed. That moment came almost twenty-four hours after the shopping trip (impressive fortitude I hope you'll agree) but The Chocolate Could Not Be Found. After re-checking the fridge and the cupboard four times, each time slamming closing the door a little more forcefully in case that would help, I eventually stomped out to the car, shook out all the allegedly empty bags, reached with quite a lot of squeamishness into the dark abyss under the car seats...and found it. Rumours of a middle-aged woman sitting on her own driveway at dusk, hiding behind the car from her children at the window, chomping a giant bar of chocolate are probably exaggerated.

What disaster has either been averted, or struck you, today?

I've just discovered my DS bought some little friends home from her soft play party last week. All bedding has been burnt and the Nitty Gritty comb is making the rounds in our family. Only the dog is safe. DH is thinking about shaving his and DS's heads.
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Urgh. Good luck, may the tea tree oil be with you. Do you know where you stashed your own emergency chocolate? Best check it's nit free, just for safety...

Painting the hallway in our new house today, bobbing up and down the stairs to reload my brush with paint.

Leaned just a touch too far to one side and narrowly avoided going head first down the whole flight of stairs my catching the bannister in my other hand.

Scary shit there for a second.

Also thought I would have to go and face supermarket shopping after said day of painting because I couldn't find anything in the fridge, but had a root in the freezer and got us all fed without having to put in much effort. I don't think I could have faced shopping, cooking and putting the kitchen back together after today.

Going to decimate the DC's Easter Eggs that I've hidden, after shaving my head that is. You will find me in the walk in shower, huddled in a corner surrounded by gold foil and hair.

Holy heck, I bet that woke you up! Congrats on your new place though, and kudos on managing to create a food combo people would eat. The DC strangely don't react with unfettered delight when I announce fridge scrapings soup (it's not quite as bad as it sounds)...

@Ohjustboreoff sounds sensible. Save the hair and foil - when decontaminated it could make an excellent wig.

@MagicKeysToAsda I can just see myself sporting some weird I've just been abducted by aliens crazy lady tin foil hair hat. Fetching

I have 7 Easter Eggs, anybody want to share?

It did a bit like!

And appeasing everyone wasn't too difficult, it was fishcakes and salad for me and dp and fishcakes and beans for ds.

New place is proving to be more hassle than we anticipated (considering taking the builder we got in to small claims court because they've royally fucked it up, we have sacked them, they've been paid almost in full and a load of stuff is unfinished).

Can't even afford a takeaway this month because we've had to pay a locksmith to fix the door they broke too

God yes, save me a chunk of Easter egg, just wrangling the DC into bed (where is the emoji for "kill me now"?)

Really sorry to hear the builders let you down, that's terrible!

Going out for a big family trip with in-laws to Westminster Abbey today. Thought “Shall I prebook the tickets or not?” It says “ONLINE TICKETS NOT REFUNDABLE!!!” in big letters on the website. What if one of us wakes up with mysterious bug or there’s some other emergency tomorrow morning and we can’t go? It would be a lot of money to lose...

Reader I dithered, but I eventually booked the tickets at 10pm last night. Which means that we sailed straight past the extremely wet 30 minute queue to buy tickets at the office this morning with a brief cry of “See Ya Later Losers” while I flashed my phone with the tickets on at the chap in the express entry. Phew!

That's exceptionally pleasing. Were any of the queue wearing any combination of a) matching backpacks b) novelty tourist hats or c) unnecessarily enormous camera lenses? That's the only way I can imagine your queue glide being any more satisfying.

TBF I had nothing against the relatively harmless tourists (you’re not allowed to take photos in the Abbey anyway): it was my own party’s constellation of ages and various disabilities that gave me the cold sweats at the thought of the disaster I’d swerved.

DS went to friends for the day. DH at work. Hooray, a day to myself to do fuck all lots of shit around the house.

But I fell sick, AGAIN, for the 2nd weekend in a row. Then friend brought DS home not long after he'd left as he also started to feel ill. Ugh!

DS went for a lie down upstairs but 5 mins later he came to the top of the stairs wailing that his tummy hurt, and as I approach the bottom of the stairs DS upchucks a stupendous amount of sick that cascades down the entire stairs like a lumpy stinky vomit-fall!

Well in the Cigar household all is good.
Am packing DH and two whiny boys off on a camping trip on Monday. Have promised to miss them muchly but I won't. The weather was threatening bad and there was talk of cancellation (nooooooooo) but it's perked up and the house is now awash with gortex and sleeping bags and other under canvas items.
This evening we were, however, depressed to discover a sad lack of wine in the cupboard which is currently being remedied by said DH making a trip to the corner shop. Crisis indeed averted.
Meanwhile I'm looking forwards to five whole days utterly to myself with unrestricted computer and TV use and no DanTDM to blight my days.
My grocery delivery on Tuesday is mostly alcohol!

DH bought me a peanut Easter egg. I don't know what is wrong with just regular milk chocolate.

Nofancyusername um, I hope the memory fades soon...poor all of you!

Cigars that sounds like a result. Any chance they can stop at a launderette on the way home from camping to de-mud everything? Yeah, I want it all, I know.

123bananas I can only assume he has other qualities, lots of them. Peanut chocolate is right down there with Oreo chocolate, that seems to be everywhere in the shops. Even DC said "I'd rather have no chocolate" when sadly faced with that.

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