Wading... through... treacle...
Aug. 13th, 2009 11:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ailbheOne of *those* days. I was awake before six, mind you, I just haven't actually woken up yet.
I did hear the bin lorry and leaped out of bed to drag the recycling wheelie bin through the house so it could be emptied; I expect wrapping paper to arrive shortly, you see.
It's a struggle to drink my coffee, let alone anything more complicated. I've managed to put all the bread-baking gear from last night's batch in the dishwasher, and both children have been fed and changed, and I'm dressed, after a fashion. I'm almost at the stage where I think I could have a shower without falling over, which would help a lot.
Emer thinks the poppy-seed bread has brinkles on, and asks for it, but won't eat the crust. Hm.
I did hear the bin lorry and leaped out of bed to drag the recycling wheelie bin through the house so it could be emptied; I expect wrapping paper to arrive shortly, you see.
It's a struggle to drink my coffee, let alone anything more complicated. I've managed to put all the bread-baking gear from last night's batch in the dishwasher, and both children have been fed and changed, and I'm dressed, after a fashion. I'm almost at the stage where I think I could have a shower without falling over, which would help a lot.
Emer thinks the poppy-seed bread has brinkles on, and asks for it, but won't eat the crust. Hm.
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Date: 2009-08-13 10:51 am (UTC)And oh my, it's nearly not morning anymore...
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Date: 2009-08-13 03:35 pm (UTC)