I've been hideously lazy. My excuses:
The TV is distracting. (when sean is on leave, we have tv. the rest of the time, it's unplugged.)
Sean is here so we're lazing together.
Staying up too late parked in front of great English TV.
And surfing the net a LOT. Reading new blogs. Finding out that there's really a lot of crap out there.
Feeling tired and resentful in the morning.
So I don't get moving properly at all.
Not even blogging.
Ignoring the kids, who are perfectly happy about it but getting behind in homework and stuff.
Too much to do, where do I begin?
I'll start when Sean goes back to work.
Isn't that silly? Isn't it time for me to get a grip? I mean really. This morning I picked up 13 socks from the floor. And it was like "WHY are there 13 socks strewn all over the house? Why are the supper dishes still in the sink?" Duh, because you have been slobbing out on the sofa, that's why!
I'm not alone am I? Someone inspire me, please!