Rosere shall we go to an establishment that caters only chocolate and gin?
Dunno, it’s the same thing day in day out. Working 50 odd hours a week, night shifts, surviving on 2-3 hours sleep 5 days a week, picking up shit after everyone in the house, washing, cleaning, shopping and cooking for them to pull their faces at, then work I again.
The kids continuously fighting,arguing, the mess, the noise, the relentlessness of it all.
Last straw..I decorated a room, did it all so gorgeous for me to escape into to get away from everything, got a wee sky box put in, heaven...then went in this morning and it’s full of dh’s shit and a tip. Can’t even sit on the sofa because it’s full of shit and a mess.
There’s nowt in to eat, need to go shopping, got a huge family I have to buy presents for, I’ve done nothing, back at work tonight.
Have never thrown a sickie in my entire life, I’m a nurse, I know the shit this will land my colleagues in if I do.
So, fuck it all, I’m going to go to bed for at least 2 hours in a minute, tea out of whatever is in the freezer..dh will make and I shall skip out the door to work tonight and enjoy peace in the journey to work.
All will be well with the world tomorrow when everyone is on their way to work and I’m snug in bed....after the bloody school run that is !