Good morning from a sunny Dublin. I am actually wearing a summer top because it is so warm. Summer has arrived in earnest.
So who wants to know how I am ❓
To be truthful I am feeling rather confused…
I am a Mammy and I have a daughter. I got that right didn’t I? Somehow the roles have changed when I wasn’t thinking or looking or listening. It is all very confusing and upsetting really and for a ‘lady’ of my mature years, not good at all.
Yesterday when I arrived I was dispatched to the shops for a message and then when I got back I had to sit still and be QUIET because she was working. Needless to say I kept my mouth shut tight but danced up and down like inelegant elephant just to get my own back.
Today I thought that peace would reign since she was going into the office. Alas, as I was sitting enjoying the lovely coffee that George made for me (not a bad lad that fella!) when along comes little miss with a pen and paper. Yes I did say PEN & PAPER! When that happens you know things are serious. ”I taught that girl well!” I said to myself…. make a list of all that you need to do and that way you won’t forget them.
It was when she started talking and writing like an old fashioned school ma’am that I began to get worried.
The paper was for a list of chores; to be done….. BY ME!
You should see the list it is as long as your arm. One item has 2pm after it! Talk about time and motion. At this rate I’ll have no energy for Toyboys tomorrow!
I would eat the list but for the fact I don’t like the taste of paper. I can’t throw it up on top of a wardrobe ’cause they all go to the ceiling. There is no fireplace to burn it, so I need your help!
How can I get rid of the list and what should I do to get my own back?