You think you're a Domestic Goddess?

Well get a load of me baby!

Left work at 18.45 went into Manchester to find cute Chris in Selfridges and flirt with him, buy some boxer shorts from M&S and to buy a birthday present. Manchester is shit and all the good shops closed at 7pm so I went home with my tail between my legs having nothing to give to Karen tonight (I'll give her a Porritt surprise and take her from behind when she least expects it!).

Watched the Simpsons and ate my tea, put on some washing and drying and phoned my parents with details of my arrival today. Watched Question Time while ironing (not that many shirts - but they do take 10 minutes each. To my shock and awe, Alan was on Question Time (he asked the question about low tax to Michael (yes I am from Transylvania) Howard about low tax being a moral issue. Repaired the hole in my pants from when I was getting into a Taxi in Mallorca.

Washed up, tidied the kitchen, tidied the living room, sorted out the table, tidied the bathroom, sorted out the pile of crap on the bookshelves in the hallway, collected up all my ties from where they're thrown when I get home of an evening. Put away about 3 weeks worth of washing that was just in a pile in my bedroom, sorted out the post, packed my weekend bag and then this morning put my bedding into the wash.

So don't come over all holier than thee Miss Horner, we're all domestic goddesses here and unlike you and certain others I could mention, I do take it up the dirtbox - that makes me a better wife ... so there !!! :-P