Decided I could sit waiting all bloody day for email to arrive, instead went to hunt-out food…. Being someone who’s around food all day, it’s amazing how little I eat & when I do it’s generally shit (quick ease grab stuff that takes no thinking). Today I missed breakfast, lunch & although clearly hungry, found myself cleaning the kitchen, hoovering through etc until my tummy finally demanded food & I grabbed for the weetabix!
Alas before I knew it the kids were on their way home & I still hadn’t got to Eastar (who was happily grazing) & enjoying the gardener throwing over leftovers from the veg patch.
Thankfully Martin had agreed to cook spag bol & by 4pm I was out where I’d longed to be for hrs! The sun had faded but that didn’t matter as there was nothing to do but have fun. No rota, no routine, just whatever we liked or took our fancy :D I took a couple of brushes because a scratch is always needed & I do like a sheep-poo free scratching area (call me picky).
Then comes the squealing (btw we don’t have pigs) & I realise Martin has gone to cut someone’s grass as a favour & the kids are arguing, plus demanding dinner! Pretty good timing as both me & the silly dumpling had been so engrossed in scratches, my foot had got underneath his hoof & boy does it hurt (don’t think any real damage). I stupidly went round to his field in silly lightweight shoes (as good as barefoot) & wasn’t paying attention so it’s my own fault.
Martin didn’t get home until coming on for 6pm , so it’s a good job I did dinner :D He means well it just seems to always work out in someone else’s favour, rather than mine!
**update**
BTW now 8pm gone & still no email grrrrr how hard is it to reply? A price is all I want, or even an email to say site is up & running sorry for delay! I guess it’s hard being perfect *can also confirm it's lonely* :D hahaha couldn't resist.
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