Right, I am getting a bit pissed off with this. Its Day 5 of my Half Term Holiday and I am still miserable. Its raining ALL THE TIME, the kids are really getting on my nerves and I can't drag myself out of it. I am one angry woman. Angry, crazy, miserable, bored.
And I can't download the photo I want to put on here. DON'T MESS WITH ME BLOGGER!!! Its not a good time. I want to swear and cuss and hit things and I want to get away from all this. What is it about life ? You're desperate for kids and then they come along and your life grinds to a halt for the next 17 years. In the prime of my life - I can't go out anywhere, I have to spend my time doing everything for them, I have to cook, clean, be generally nice and I'm certainly not allowed to admit to anyone in the real world that I feel like this. Because that's not what good mummy's do. I'm supposed to worship at the piles of dirty clothes they leave strewn down the landing.
And then, when they've gone off to University I'll be old and dried out and finished. I feel that way now. Is this my hormones again? Well, if it is, they picked a crap week to show up.