Ah, you've had a shit week like mine followed by a shit Friday. You're not alone.
I got up late. Rushed out without so much as a drop of coffee or a crumb of breakfast. Battled through traffic to get DS to school and me to work on time.
Had a v. long day at work, where I felt shockingly ill, and my phone died so I couldn't ask DH to pick DS up from school instead of me.
Battled to find a parking space outside DSs school.
DSs teacher was 10mins late letting them out, so that was an extra 10mins shivering in the cold waiting.
DS came out and said "I have a letter in my bag for you, you're in trouble for forgetting to send me in with my PE kit.
Got in, went for my first coffee of the day. No chuffin milk!
Ordered a takeaway. Ordered a big fat chicken burger with all the trimmings, and chips. I got a odd-looking dry lone chicken breast chucked in a dry tortilla wrap and some very questionable soggy weird chips.
Despite going dry for January, my shit takeaway broke the camels back. I went to pour myself a nice big double g&t. NO FUCKING TONIC!
Headed instead for a hot bath, alone. DS threw a huge tantrum as his Firestick crashed, so DH sent him to brush his teeth and go to bed. Cue DS barging in on my 'relaxing' bath constantly to brush teeth, go for a wee, blow runny nose, crying to me that daddy is mean.
Today has been a complete write off! 
