My friend was moaning the other day that she didn't have anything planned. She has an empty diary for the rest of the year. She has the week off work next week and she was fed up cos she doesn't have anything to do.
I don't get it! How can you have nothing to do when you have 2 kids?
And if you haven't got anything you have to do when you have a week off shouldn't you be jumping for joy and punching the air in excitement?
I dream of having a week off! Even a week filled with picking up the crap the kids chuck on the floor and tackling the Everest size ironing pile would put a smile on my face.
I suspect I am the exact opposite of my friend. I haven't had time to scratch my arse this weekend...we went to the library, baked a cake, made chilli and had a sleepover on Friday, did lots of taxi-ing of kids, went for a long dogwalk and a 40th party on Saturday and spent all today in Sheffield at the mother-in-law's 70th party.
Oh for a week off with nothing to do!!