Just had a fight with ds to get him into his bed and sleeping bag. He didn’t want to go. “Nonononononobuuubbbbbbiiii” (bubbi = Mummy).
Sorted some ironing to give reluctantly to Dm. She keeps offering. And I keep saying no it’s fine I can do it. When in reality I never bother. So I’ve thrown some stuff in a bag and will give it to her tomorrow.
Frugal win. Dsis gave me a shirt her ex boyf bought her. From jack wills. Plain white over head shirt. (Worth apparently £59).
It’s a size 6. But fits me now at 32 weeks preggo. Which is crazy. So am assuming the labelling is wrong. I know it’s meant to be oversized but there’s oversized and enormous. No way could I fit in a six usually. Unless it’s US sizing. Which this apparently isn’t.
But hey ho. Free shirt. And it’s ironed so wearing that tomorrow for work!
Dh is sorting all his stuff out. Usually I’d be annoyed that he’s choosing to do this right before bed. But fuck it. He’s doing it.
He’s doing “beauty products” at present. I’ve asked him to let me know if there is anything he needs. Apparently not.
I am on my last bar soap. So must buy some more next time I do a boots order. Dm gave me some shower gel minis today. So have enough stuff to get used for the next month or so.
I also need to work through my hotel toiletries stash.
Back to work tomorrow after a week off.