Well today started with spilt milk, all over the conservatory floor. So impromptu mopping whilst I had a million other things actually on the list, did not make for a happy me.
Then there was organising enough clothes for the 10yr old-to-be to wear for a week, in all weathers and definite mud. If the weekly plan that the school received gets altered, then who knows what he'll be wearing; raft-building gear for fencing?
Apart from packing the few things that are still a bit damp from the wash, and the pressies he is getting a day early tomorrow, I think my work is done.
So mid-afternoon, after shopping for the early birthday lunch, I started wrapping presents. New trainers, needed for Monday, one size 3, one size 4!!!!!!!!!!! WTF!?
So frantic phoning the shop and other branches, I located a pair similar enough and in an actual matching pair, hence a 30 mile round trip to exchange and then back home to carry on.
I hate days like these, but tomorrow will be a better day, I dare it not to be!