The end of the school holidays approaches and I fear the initial thrill of helping mum at home has worn off (ok I jest, there never was any thrill, but it makes me feel happy, ok?)
Danielle's bedroom resembles a pit again and it made me so mad. Only two weeks ago I cleared it up and now it's as bad as ever. If it is still a mess this time tomorrow, she's swapping rooms with her sister. She's an 11 year old slob.
Sometimes I seriously doubt my kids intellect. Yesterday we had one of Danielle's friends to stay the night and also for dinner. I didn't have any potatoes so I sent Danz and her friend to the shops for a bag of new potatoes.
They came back with 6. No, not 6 bags. Six little potatoes. Between 4 of us. It was like 'Oliver' all over again here.
Abby is bored, only happy if I'm spending money on yet more DVD's and CD's for her. I don't understand why she didn't get any homework through the holidays. Damn school.
Hope I sleep tonight, up at 3am puking... Again. At this rate I'll look like a supermodel in a few months (and if you believe that........)
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