Plans for a Saturday night

Once upon a time I would have worked gen caught the bus back to our house just on the edge of the sticks, then run around like a headless chicken until my friend JP turned up and decided which of my two outfits I should wear, generally both far too short and not enough fabric! Then he would driveon into town and we'd party into the night then I would go and crash on my friend fern or Sally 's floor to get up the next morning walk into town and catch the bus home.

Tonight I am sitting and debating just how early the kids will accept going to bed in the hope that I might manage to study for an exam I have on Tuesday. I am under prepared on the grounds that the distance learning course has been distant to say the least. I have basically been given a rubbish crib sheet and left to my own devices. They charged £200 for this plus £70 for the exam fee, and £100 to 'mark' the tasks. Amazing.

I also want to sew. So many things to do.

And sleep on my own with being hassled by the kids at 5am. It's not funny guys. I am so tired.

Oh well. I shall stop moaning.