Monday, 17 January 2011
Run away, run away
After doing valiant battle with tooth pain during the night, repeated skirmishes with a stroppy toddler this morning and a lunchtime of intensely tired and grumpy people I decided that up'n'doin' plans for this afternoon would be abandoned in favour of sinking into the sofa with a cup of tea and my book. But I didn't even manage that. I slowly drifted off, telling myself, the mini-beasts will wake me soon anyway.
Only they both slept until gone five.
That's a three hour sleep in the middle of the day. What a lazy slattern. Only now I feel brilliant and thankful for my stay at homeness that allowed me to take advantage of such a rare opportunity.
So I achieved nothing, although we did finish the afternoon with an elementary lesson in rock and roll.
Never mind. Sometimes it's better to live to fight another day.