Well I think that was the Sunday from Hell! Didn't go at all how I planned. I ticked a few boxes on the to-do list but didn't do what I wanted to do most of all. I was hoping that I was going to be able to sit quietly, alone in the spare room on the lounge (sofa bed for when guests stay over) and enjoy a book for a couple of hours. Instead after finally being able to fall back to sleep after my over half was up early to go to work, my youngest decided he was going to make as much noise as he could then at precisely 6.18am he decided to go thru our DVDs, which are in the spare room (next to my bedroom), to watch downstairs. I again get back to sleep to be woken at 8.15am by my mum yelling at the kids.
It all went downhill fast from there. I tried to go to sleep again but gave up due to the noise the kids were making in bedrooms after being sent there by their grandmother. I got up dealt with the kids, had a shower and went downstairs and then managed to end up in a major argument with my eldest son, soon to be 9. This argument went on and on and ended with me cleaning his room up over the course of 2-3 hours. Then there were bathrooms to be cleaned, washing to be put away, dinner to be cook. Mum had kindly done the bit of ironing that I had to do so that was something.
I was so angry and the arguing and yelling went on for so long I can't even tell u now exactly where in the house I was at the very beginning of the argument nor exactly what set the argument off. All I know is that today which held such promise went to shit. Even the weather didn't co-operate, it was forecast to be 20 deg but instead got cold enough that I closed the blinds at 3pm and put the heater on. Suppose tho if the weather had been good then the wasted day would have been even worse.
Ah well, its over now and life goes on. Son and I are speaking and playing nice. The over half's not long home from work and the kids are asleep so all is right with the world again. Back to work tomorrow...oh joy! :)
