Did I mention yesterday how much I am looking forward to our Girls' Night on the town? In case you were wondering, I'm very excited.
Thinking about it makes me realise that I haven't been on one in far too long. Ummmm, about 2 years actually! My goodness. It's not that I've been locked in the house or anything. Husband and I have been to functions, have been lunching with friends etc but have not been alone with the girls for a night since then.
High time. Even when you are a wife/partner, mother, worker, whatever, you need to be able to let loose and have fun without the Significant Other occasionally.
At the moment I am waiting for a tradesman to arrive. Another day, another tradesman. These ones drive me nuts with their tardiness and inability to explain anything; including realistic timeframes. Oh, and also that they can be here tomorrow at 6 am or not for another 7 months.
My hand still hurts. I am thinking I need an x-ray.
It’s us, but in dead animal form. But not really dead because they weren’t ever alive. Undead? No. That makes them sound like vampires. So not that. Fuck. I don’t know the word. Hey, how long can a title be? Because this seems excessive. Someone should stop me. Jesus. This is as bad as 280-character twitter.