It's Tuesday n already the botch up with days has started. I hate bank holidays. I never know what day it is normally without the added stress of trying to figure out what day it is after a bank holiday.
My man is poorly. Not just poorly but dying in fact....then again what else could he be?...its man-flu!
I'm going to have to strip the bed as he's left me a delightful puddle on it thanks to his profuse sweating...mmmm!....NICE!!!
My wee one was late for school this morning too....my ever so poorly man switched the alarm off...couldn't just hit the snooze button could he?...noooo!...had to turn it off altogether. He can be forgiven this time...seeing's as he's dying n all that. Wont be so forgiving next time though.
The weather is gorgeous here today. 2 days in a row....this isn't good. I get the feeling that we're being lulled into a false sense of security. Rain and lots of it will be just round the corner.
Did you see the tv prog called 'Flood' that was on over the weekend. I did n really had wished I hadn't bothered. I mean I live a million miles away from London but I do live near a sizeable body of water and the images on that programme did absolutely nothing to ease my ever impending sense of doom!. Maybe my paranoia is getting out of control.
Due to the 'nice' weather the insect population seems to have had a boom. Have you seen the size of the bees this yr?. My god! Who needs radiation experiments. Give them global warming. They've doubled in size from last yr. I'm phobic....and I mean phobic when it comes to bees. Its ridiculous really but there you go. Something else to add to my 'wonderful' genetic make-up.
I'm sure they have built in sensors too. I wonder if anyone has tested to see if bees can sense fear. Maybe someone should then get back to me to let me know. Every time I attempt to go out they attack. Its probably funny in one sense but believe me...after numerous narrow broken neck misses I don't find it funny no more. I'm sure I'm gonna end up agoraphobic if I don't combat it.
I went to see my shrink....she's decided that a visit to a local bee keeper might be the answer....errr!....I think if she really wants to risk being put on her ass as I try to hot foot it out of there then by all means...but I'm not the smallest of women and I wouldn't like to tackle me on friendly terms let alone hostile ones!!!!
Anyways I've been told to think about it. ...Thought!....Decided its not the answer.8|