Humdinger xxx

Now I’m usually pretty partial to a Friday, keen to grab it by the ears and give it a big kiss on the lips, but I feel yesterday was out to get me!

Let’s start with I’d not had the best nights sleep and my knees were hurting. I’m now officially one of those old ladies who can predict the weather through a bodily joint.

I’d decided on treating myself to a Costa coffee, it was a drive thru and I continued my intimate chat to my bestie on hands free much to the amusement of the barista who I think learned a few things!

So much was my need for coffee I’d forgotten to pack lunch.

The whole day was pretty much a blur under a blanket of a tension headache with added queasiness, no I’m not pregnant. I ended up working through my window to nip out and grab a bite to eat but it was my choice and if I hadn’t the person I was working with might not have got food on her table at all.

I left a little earlier to compensate but that’s when the real “fun” began.

I’d left my pesky ticket in the car so couldn’t access the car park. I pressed the call button on the outside, but the three separate times it was answer they all acted like there was no one there.

Not being held down like Chumbawumba I marched down the road (in my head I did, but it was more of a limp) to the other entrance of the car park. I tried the call button there which was so loud a person going into Proper Job gave me a confused look. Do you remember the Dom Joly “I’m on the phone” sketches? Like that! I patiently smiled back at the man but my eyes told him I was “hangry” so he moved a long.

Luckily a nice chap who had just bought a McDonald’s had paid for his ticket but he couldn’t get the door to work. I mean he had the ticket upside down and the wrong way round and was putting it in the wrong slot, but I was too busy trying not to salivate on his head with the smell from his lunch to say anything (he was quite short).

Eventually we got through and it’s all another blur with a very heavy rainfall whilst waiting outside the school gates until out of nowhere my little Harry slipped his had in to mine and said “it’s okay Mummy, let’s go home”

We got through the door and I made the boys a Fat Friday treat picky tea of doorstop tiger bread toast, Dairylea dunkers, dried chewy apple rings and yoghurt coated raisins and a yummy mango and passion fruit smoothie.

They played happily on Roblox while I pootled about.

My beautiful husband came home and together we spent some quality time with the boys and then went through the nightly ablutions to get the little ***** to bed.

Them tucked up nicely Lee plonked me in the bath to soak my worries away whilst he cooked us steak and poured the Prosecco.

Friday I could grab you by the ears and kiss you on the lips I thought to myself.

Well what a turnaround. Life is too short and delicious to let a whole day be wasted xxx