Wooo hooo, back to work.
Well, that euphoria didn't very long, unsurprisingly. Work is just ... work. I'm ever so envious of anyone who actually knows what they want to do with their lives and actually does it. I still don't have a clue I want to be when I grow up.
So why skank mum? (Tom Jones singing Sex Bomb with the title words replaced by Skank Mum is on my internal jukebox and I thought I'd share that particular joy with you. You're welcome) Edwin & I had frozen pizza for dinner. And if that bad enough, we had oven chips too.
Edwin's already the only child I know who doesn't like ketchup but now it appears he doesn't like pizza either.
So after some gentle teasing from my friend at work for our dinner plans, I'm going to make fried rice for dinner tomorrow. For good fried rice, you should use rice which is a day old so I cooked the rice tonight - JUST NOW.
The wrong bloody rice.
Short grain rice instead of long grain. YES IT DOES BLOODY MATTER. Tomorrow's dinner is going to be a stodgy mess. Buggerit.
Which makes me think, is 6 kinds of rice* in the kitchen too many?
*
short grain
long grain
basmati
brown basmati
arborio
pudding rice
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Tuesday, 2 October 2012
Monday, 1 October 2012
Day 2: No Richard AND no school
Monday morning and I'm looking forward to work? Yes, that's right.
I'm knackered. I am averaging 4 hours of sleep a night which is worrying when you consider that Margaret Thatcher *spit* used to get by with the same amount and look how that turned out. So to be honest, I was looking forward to grown up conversation* and generally not having to worry about someone else for a few hours.
I got to the kids club at school who provide wrap around care for normal i.e. working parents was told that school might not be open because they had no water. But there was no one at school who could confirm that the school would be closed *ahem* So I hung out for a half an hour waiting and then decided to drive into work.At 8.10, I was half way to work and got the call from the kids club to say school was closed.
The offical text from school arrived shortly after.
I'm a planner. I write lists. I don't like things not going to plan. Today did not go to plan.
On the plus side, there was no shouting - from me at least.
*being able to swear
I'm knackered. I am averaging 4 hours of sleep a night which is worrying when you consider that Margaret Thatcher *spit* used to get by with the same amount and look how that turned out. So to be honest, I was looking forward to grown up conversation* and generally not having to worry about someone else for a few hours.
I got to the kids club at school who provide wrap around care for normal i.e. working parents was told that school might not be open because they had no water. But there was no one at school who could confirm that the school would be closed *ahem* So I hung out for a half an hour waiting and then decided to drive into work.At 8.10, I was half way to work and got the call from the kids club to say school was closed.
The offical text from school arrived shortly after.
I'm a planner. I write lists. I don't like things not going to plan. Today did not go to plan.
On the plus side, there was no shouting - from me at least.
*being able to swear
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