I was woken up for the third day running by the screams of a child. Not The Child (who slept through) but I think the kid next door is having night terrors.
I’m awake arguing about TV volume with The Child. She’s going for an eye test later.
It seems really overcast here today but I’m sure the heat will ramp up later.
Please tell me what has woken you up and other miscellaneous plans.
Woken up early with worry - (over) thinking about all the stuff I need to organise this morning.
Just off to drop the cat at the cattery, the dogs to a friend’s, and then I just need to pack the car and head off on a long arse drive down the west coast of France.
We’re off the the Hundred at Old Trafford today with the kids - loaded with drinks, snacks and sun cream. Women’s and men’s game today, quite looking forward to it!
Oh my fucking god. Both kids had incredibly broken sleep so Ive had incredibly broken sleep. They’ve also woken up really ratty and easy to tears. So I’ve also woken up ratty. Meant to be going swimming later. Then another late shift. Yay.
Woken up by cat at 5.30 to feed her, woken up again at 9 by alarm.
Currently starfished on bed with fan on. Too hot for this delicate little flower to venture out (Godspeed to those of you who do), so I shall be sitting in a darkened room moving as little as poss. Although I want to do a silly painting this afternoon, a mixture of a frog and a cat. When it inevitably gets hung in the Louvre and people ask where the inspiration came from, I shall say it came to me in a dream. Because it did, and honesty is the best policy.