Juggling was OK thanks, DH got the DDs successfully to breakfast club and DD2's birthday chocolate buttons were distributed to the class, as were the party invites that I was scribbling like a loon at 11pm last night . (at their school a child can bring sweeties for the class on their birthday). Tomorrow is party bag shopping and cheques to the bank from grandparents (which are already spent!) this weekend we shall enter the horror that is Build-A-Bear, as DD1 has lusted after one of these monstrosities ever since DD2 was given one when a good friend took her there for the friend's birthday (the result is a much hugged dog, imaginitively named WoofWoof.)
Fingers crossed northern, that sounds like an ideal compromise, really hope his work go for it.
Thinking of you oi, it must be very tough with so much hanging on you (((hug))). Here's hoping your DH gets his act together and gets a new job and a ner attitude very soon, relatiobships often hit a rocky patch around this time as the tiny babies have gone and yet life is so busy, dependent and complicated....Especially when it's your first and you have the whole changed-lifestyle thing to deal with.
Hope you're doing OK out there gee and maybe getting a tiny bit more sleep....
Has anyone been watching "the last leg" after the paralympics? It's really funny! I have the telly on while trying to tidy stuff and pack away some of our clutter: in eight days the estate agents will photograph our house (aaargh!) and so it has to look as good as it can. In theory. There's just so much washing and stuff... the exercise has been temporarily shelved as there's just too much going on!