Get up and beat the alarm...not to death but beat it to the finish. Stumble over toys and everything that should not be scattered on the floor. Brush while still a zombie. Use the loo and think Oh God...another day. Struggle into swimsuit and go for a dip. Get into pool and properly wake up. Thank... Continue Reading →
Microblog#1: Perspective
You never know how large your house is or how many things your husband and child possess until you spend the fag end of your day picking up and putting away plastic bottles, towels, eyeglasses, animal figurines and tiny underpants. Also by the same yardstick you never know how long the days are when there's... Continue Reading →