Total disaster of an afternoon/evening. I have an interview tomorrow and I need to do a presentation. So I got the kids him from school, had snacks and chat etc then set them up with a DVD so I could print off the cue cards.
But while I was faffing about with the printer, 'D'S decided not to watch the film, but to paint both of his legs, hip to toe in bright red nail varnish and then pour the remainder on the landing carpet!!!!!!! Gaaaaaah! To make matters worse he scooted off when he realised I was angry, and got it all up the stairs, smeared across his bedroom floor and on the banisters.
So I called DH to ask him to pick up some nail varnish remover on the way home, ranting and raving about how we should never have decorated the house with 'that boy' around. I then started to cry as it's just one thing after another with DS at the moment (earlier today I went for a wee - not a leisurely wee, a quick wee and came down to find 6 broken eggs on the decking where he decided he wanted to play bowling!) Anyway, when he got home DH told me that he had 'poor Jeff' in the van with him while I was having my melt down.
Why didn't he tell me someone was in the car?!!! I'm just so embarrassed. This bloke is our neighbours brother so he'll probably tell her about the crazy neighbour and her uncontrollable 3year old. Although she probably knows already...........Just insult to injury. FFS.
I need to sort out this presentation now :(