Time to breathe. This weekend has been kind of manic. It's 10:30 on Sunday night and I've not had 5 minutes to myself yet. Even now when I'm ready for my bed my house has been invaded by pissed up women on a post Ann Summers party high. (Ann Summers, for our non-UK friends, is an erotic products party plan company. Cheap crotchless panties and half decent vibrators, that kind of thing.)
After working all day Friday driving the van, I did a Boogie Nights (70s and 80s music) disco, finishing at 1am and getting to bed at 3:00am. I was up at 9am to help my parents move house and straight back to van driving on Saturday afternoon. Saturday evening I went straight from van driving to another disco. Once again I got back from the disco around about 2.30am but I had to pick up Sharon, together with the kids, from her sisters. I finally got to bed about 4ish but couldn't sleep properly because I had agreed to look out for Connor overnight after Sharon had had a drink. Today I was up early for some more van driving and then straight over to the local swimming pool for Chloe's birthday Pool Party.
A whole weekend has passed and I don't feel rested at all.
that's a nice rock!
me:
sex:male
age:30
status:married
children:3
Listening:
Barry Diston:Unreleased Stuff
Reading:
Weblogs
Terry Pratchett
Maps
Watching:
Bugger all at the mo, to be honest
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