one more sleep.... oh the bittersweet irony. one more day of work. one more day. one more 5.45am alarm. one more.
too tired to play scrabble
i have a headache and my mind wont think.
it is already on holidays.
tomorrow is a big day
the girls have their dance concert
i need to race home from work and hopefully they will be already dressed and made up.
i need to do the ballet buns and get them into the car within half an hour and go and drop egie off at a friends house.
then at least i get to go out for dinner between dropping them off and watching the spectacular
then i might go to sleep during intermisison
i really must stop complaining
it is not endearing i know
am just being engulfed in 'crap' and here seems the best place to spew it
ok, crap now spewed, time to get on with it.........
i promise - from the bottom of my heart to be human by saturday morning