Leftovers for lunch
Jun. 21st, 2010 01:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ailbheOf course, we live with Rob, so that meant quiche and apple pie. Man, life is tough.
(Though Emer really feels his absence - she sees him for 15 hours less a week than she did before, and this morning she came in and said "But his side of the bed is lumpy!" and was furious that it was just pillows and his pyjamas under the covers, poor girl).
A friend came round to babysit while I was out, and helpfully stripped the children's beds, so I can wash those now. Need to find a laundry basket for the stuff currently clean and dry on the line.
I also can't decide whether Linnea and I are both fit to take her to her swimming lesson at 4pm. She looks tired and has been a bit tummyish. I'm knackered.
(Though Emer really feels his absence - she sees him for 15 hours less a week than she did before, and this morning she came in and said "But his side of the bed is lumpy!" and was furious that it was just pillows and his pyjamas under the covers, poor girl).
A friend came round to babysit while I was out, and helpfully stripped the children's beds, so I can wash those now. Need to find a laundry basket for the stuff currently clean and dry on the line.
I also can't decide whether Linnea and I are both fit to take her to her swimming lesson at 4pm. She looks tired and has been a bit tummyish. I'm knackered.