Thank you for your lovely and funny comments on my last worms here... I'm a little all over the place at the mo' to be fair.
I read a medical dictionary online at the weekend and, given my latest symptoms, I have a detached retina (and impending blindness) and liver disease.
Of course. What else?!
Seriously, I'm cream-crackered. Knackered. Worn oot. Shagged oot. But sans the shagging. TMI, I know. Sorry. Mea culpa!
There aren't enough hours in the day. I haven't had my bins collected since mid-December. My home is drowning under piles of rubble, rubbish and crap-y-lola...
I want to take Friday off work to catch up on
3. My house-work and the piles of crap I am drowning under
4. Our laundry
I can't take Friday off.
C'est la vie. C'est la guerre.
Have a fab weekend, mes bloggy dahlinks.
Don't you worry about l'il ol' me... I'll be thinking of you.
I'll be the one snoring like a pig in a pen!