Today is Friday on Fridays I have a lovely girl come & help me she also comes on a Tuesday she is another Angel in my life on Tuesdays she does cleaning & ironing phew I love doing domestics but I get behind & I like my place spotless & my kids vests & PJ’s ironed so in she comes. On Fridays she is my Mothers Help she basically does what I need her to do bit of ironing, but mostly she plays with Eliza & watches Jeremiah if he is awake & not needing me.
Today I went out to buy some groceries for the weekend (I know Unal bet you’re shocked)* I’ll explain that side note later. Anyway when I got back Jeremiah was asleep & Eliza was playing. I took Jeremiah from Jo & laid down on the sofa and caught some Zzz’s After a rest & and handing Jeremiah back I hung my clean crisp extra white soft lovely smelling clothes onto the airer. I walked into Eliza’s bedroom & chatted to Jo when I thought/smelled poo. I asked Eliza who fervently says NO.
Jo says really did I need to ask, & we set off to change her as I walk the 2 metres from her room to mine she has undone one tab on her nappy and it has slid down to her knee at this point I see it, then I see a HUGE dollop of poo near Jo’s foot, I yell at Eliza to stop walking she flings the nappy off mid air and excuse the pun “shit went flying” all over my fluffly towels all over Unal’s lovely lilac shirt all over her vests, All over my floor, Jo is hopping around my bedroom like her pants are on fire laughing. I am screaming at Eliza telling her she is VERY VERY naughty and Eliza is shouting at me “NO I AM NOT NAUGHTY”
Jo cleans it all up and then cleans my kitchen floor just in case it had poo on it. And leaves late for her next job cleaning up my kids poop.
I tell you some days are crap.
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I am terrible, terrible at weekend planning for meals. Quite often we are out or away or we get take away. Now about 6 weeks ago I got very ill from some take away and lost 3.5 kilos in one night I would like to add I only gained a kilo back GO ME lol.
I plan for the week very well I know what I am cooking nearly every night and get it ready all dandy. Weekend comes fridge is empty, vegetable basket empty, freezer quite bare. Unal says “so babe what do you have planned for lunch” of course I stare at him blankly and say “nice day isn’t it lets have lunch out” and we go out.
Unal loves to go shopping and quite often he takes Eliza with him, so most weekends if we are home they go shopping he buys most of the groceries he can and we are fully stocked he then treats me like a queen offering me a selection of foods from the pantry etc. He makes me salmon and tomato and mayo sambo’s he makes me lovely coffee he gets my vits out he truly makes sure I am happy. He makes my life so much easier on weekends. In fact he makes my life easier all the time.
Well despite Eliza being grump and teething she is cutting four molars at once I must get her out while the sun is shining for at least 30 mins before I have to cook dinner through the fun hours. And I think if I don’t get out I might just cry.
Enjoy your weekend people and I hope no “shit flys” in your house
Ha! That poo story is hilarious! Isn’t it nuts how common it is to talk about bodily functions at this point in our life? LOL. That Unal sounds like a cool dude. How nice you get treated so well!!