The snivelling little runt!!!
So, all this week i have had to cajole my DD out of bed ready for nursery. Was working on DPs accounts until late last night and thought, oooh, might actually be able to sleep in tomorrow morning. DP out looking at a job, but no - what happens, as soon as DP leaves at six am - the bastard dog lets himeslf into DDs room and wakes her up - cue DD wanting to get up and play (that means with me). I'm shattered, i honestly feel like i need matchsticks to open my eyes. All that and its fecking cold too - turned the heating on full blast despite stupid gas bills.
So, up even earlier, DD irritable, no bread, no sugar - arrrrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhh, i NEED my tea and toast in the morning. DP not left any money so can't even go and buy bread and sugar.
Yes, thats it - i'm going to kill the dog, cook him up in a stew and serve him up to DP when he gets home.