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So I decided to paint the summerhouse ceiling at 07:30 this morning!

1. had gotten a little behind due to sweat inducing heat wave.

2. Weigh in tomorrow and let’s face it, I’ve been bad!

3. I’m a glutton for punishment!

Number 4 would be naive, but I wanted to write a bit about that and not just that it’s spelt weird! I honestly thought it would take about an hour maybe 90 minutes including clear up time. IT TOOK ME TWO HOURS JUST TO DO THE CUTTING IN!

I don’t know if it was the heat, needing the light on, it certainly wasn’t cheap paint but it had blobs in it, more than just the bugs that got swept along for the ride. At some points it had the consistency of plaster. Bits kept falling off and landing on my face.

A couple of hours in and I just didn’t care anymore. Lee surfaced and popped in to see me.

I stood there in my pyjamas, splattered in white paint, safety glasses steamed up, sweat dripping off me, roller in one hand, paint brush in t’other.

This is the monologue he got welcomed with,

“ I don’t know what’s going on babe, it’s got loads of bits in it. It’s not going to look perfect and anyone who is really interested in the state of our ceiling probably shouldn’t really be our friend anyway. I started off neat, but my glasses kept steaming up so I couldn’t see a bloody thing and bits kept falling on my face and I swear a spider actually fell in my mouth!”

He looked at the ceiling and then back at me and burst out laughing. It was just what I needed. Believe me he offered to help several times but we had an agreement that he would build it and I would paint it and a pact is a pact.

I then went on to say that I’d had a word with myself and not cried even though I really felt like it and I’d just kept going, but he didn’t have to worry because I’d come up with a genius plan to cover it in glow in the dark stickers and I could get the boys to help me and then we could blame it on them!

I felt a little bad for throwing them under the bus, especially as Ollie had kept running out to give me cuddles for moral support even through the thunderstorm.

However, you might not feel so sorry for him when you hear the shenanigans I have to put up with.

The other day I was doing my speed awareness course over zoom. Yes I know, I’m very naughty and no the instructor also does not think it’s okay to go 82 on the motorway because you’re playing some banging tunes.

It was during the school holidays and in registration the instructor made it painfully clear that he was being very cool by letting me proceed even though I had my 6 year old twins at home.

We had to have our microphones and videos on and even got timed if we left the room so it was VERY serious.

I had my mobile set up in the conservatory so it couldn’t be seen that Ollie was sat next to me and had given both boys strict instructions and plenty of bribes to be quiet.

For those who haven’t had the pleasure of being in a group zoom call, the box that contains your face actually gets a ring around it when you make a noise to alert everyone.

Yep, you’ve guessed it, Ollie let out a humdinger of a fart and I couldn’t do anything about it. I just had to sit there knowing that everyone on the call thought it was me!

There was no point trying to reason with him. The other day he was eating his chocolate coated rice cake upside down. I asked him to eat it normally. He turned to me and said.

“I am normal, this is the way I am eating it, so I am eating it normally”

For those of you who are interested, it took me 5 solid hours! To pack up I literally downed my brushes, put the lid back on the paint and walked out leaving a trail of white behind me.

It’s been a while since I’ve written, I’m going to try and get back in to the swing of it again.

Hope life is treating you sunny side up.

Love and hugs, kisses and wishes xxx