A Woman's work is never done

Feeling v.tired and shabby today, want my bed.

I can do housewife or i can do pen pusher/work shirker............but not both.

Haven't done anything of note this week.

Work's been heaven as David hasn't arrived back from Barbados..he's due in any moment though........boo!
Saying work's been heaven, what i really meant is getting the internet back after a 10 day break, also being nearer to the shops is bliss (healthy hobbies, shopping and surfing'net), plus routine is good, a proper bedtime after a full days work that's made you tired, keeps you in order.

Funny Andy being at home all the time......we like!
Still getting into a routine, trying to grasp that the food bill is now howge......washing can not be kept for just the weekend and the fact that i wear combats and jumpers does not mean the ironing pile is non existent.

Also is it all boys who think that wet towels belong on the floor, when you've opened a new toothpaste it's ok to leave the empty box in the bathroom cabinet, it's fine to put all the lights on at 6.30am and have a full conversation with the cat instead of getting dressed in the spare room, guffawing loudly to "one foot in the grave" at going up to midnight ,while your girlfriend is 6 months pregnant and trying to get to sleep at the side of you, is also acceptable behaviour!!!!

Still, i wouldn't swap him.

But i need to be at home if i am to maintain my bright eyed and bushy tailed persona while being heavily with child, plus a domestic goddess.
Tic tic tic, not long now until i leave this funny farm i call my place of work, hand the car back and lose my pay-packet along with my identity and Independence.

Anyhew.........Like i said no news this week, am struggling for what to make for tea every night. So far have rustled up steak filled Yorkshire with veg, Cheese and bacon burgers with chips and tonight it's fish.
Any suggestions would be welcome, quick dishes containing only plain food, that can be made in under 20 minutes....but look and taste like something Nigella has prepared obviously.
I'm even more tired now, always more sleepy after lunch, probably eating too much, to maintain my Porky pig look.
But i am deffo not doing anything tonight, i'll make tea, Andy washes up and takes bin to mainroad....but that's my lot, i overdid it last night.

Was still streaming with cold, (that's a week I've had the sniffles now), so Leigh asked if i wanted to go home, i wasn't waiting for him to ask twice off i went...............laden down with Mothercare and Asda bags with my buys from lunch (another £50 on unborn child), made it home for 3pm.

By 8pm i got to sit down........my back was fooking crippled, i don't even know where the 5 hours had gone.....well i do, making tea and preparing the next days pack up, ironing a certain persons 10 designer polo shirts and jeans and shorts, then washing their work togs and trying not to scream when he returned from JJB brandishing sweaty Gym kit, this is all after i'd ironed and hung the new nursery curtains, bathed me and sorted the felines, washed and dried BHS quilt cover and the works towels....i need to cut myself a bit of slack, but i've always been a bit Bree Van de camp.

I'd even brought the blanket down to have a nap on the sofa which Meg had utilised......pah! Fat chance........

Bed for 9.30pm, with the intention of watching 1 episode of DHW's, ended up watching both then chatting, i need more than 6 hours sleep, i think he secretly does too and the novelty will wear off, then baby comes along and 6 hrs kip will seem like an eternity.

Can't win, but i'm so going to lie-in at the weekend :o)
No plans at all for this Friday, Saturday or Sunday....funny how no one can be arsed to do owt after Xmas is over, everyone's either detoxing, shattered or skint.

Fine by me, bring on the heating turned up full, clean p.j's and bedclothes, chick flick on DVD and a box of Belgium chocs.

Happy as a pig in $hit!!!! i will be.