I know, I come here a lot, and complain a lot, but bloggy feels like the only outlet I have at the moment. I worked all day yesterday, all day today, will work 5 hours tomorrow, Friday off and then all day on Saturday as well. Last night I stripped the boys beds and Tyson’s quilt and washed it all. This morning I woke up and had to finish cleaning up the kitchen from last night’s dinner, hang out the washing, and then strip Sam’s bed again. Off to work, come home at 6.30 to cook dinner, clean up a lot of the back lawn from the dog, shower both the kids, brush their teeth (we have a new electric toothbrush which is really helping with their teeth!!), make Sam’s bed, again, and then do the dishes. It is now 9pm, I have just finished getting caught up on emails, (got another layout accepted, WAHOO!) and I’m ready for bed again. Tomorrow I get to do it all again.
Frankly, I’m just fed up. I don’t feel like I get any reward for the hours that I do as all the money is going to paying off our debts, and I am frustrated and tired. Very very tired.
I feel better now though.
Thanks for listening :)Â I’ll try to have something pretty for you to look at tomorrow!