Monday, March 17, 2008
It's not rocket science, just Close. Your. Eyes.
This is my life now: all I try to achieve each day is putting on new washing, getting yesterday's washing in, and cooking dinner.
The dry washing is tumbled into a pile in the babies' room.
The wet washing is still in a bucket under the line.
Dinner was disgusting, neither of us could eat it.
The consolation cherry B0unty was pretty good though.