Oh it's been a marvellous day. The cleaner didn't come so we weren't forced out. I'd already tidied away all my clothes of course. I always do that about an hour before she comes as I'm embarrassed of the tip we live in six days a week.
At lunchtime Indigo got an awful fright. She was asked about something she had forgotton to do for a job last week. She said she'd have to spend all afternoon working on it. And we all know what that means don't we? Yes, muggins here will be tasked with all the childcare. What a bore.
I made lunch of a SCRUMPTIOUS, DELECTABLE, MOUTH-WATERING SALAD and microwaved paella, then took Rosie to the library. At 3 o'clock I figured I'd done enough. You simply can't ask more of a man, it's not fair. We are not programmed to entertain young children. It requires such energy.
So I returned home and promptly fled to my Homebase haven on the lounger at the end of the garden complete with Stalingrad of course.
Later Indigo called from the backdoor "you okay there? you sure you're fine reading your book and sunbathing... again?" (she thinks I have far too much time on my hands - this week alone I'm not working until Thursday). I THOUGHT SHE SHOWED ME THE FINGER SO DID IT BACK.
She stomped outside and complained she hadn't finished her work, that she had a deadline and was struggling to meet it while having to roleplay Baby Wolf with Rosie. Honestly, if she only lived in that harsh Russian winter with no food... then she'd stop whining.
Monday, 11 June 2007
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