Tornado Tuesday

That I’m blogging at 2.49am says a lot. That I’m blogging about activities I’m not even really doing any more is a bit heartbreaking.
Perhaps better to focus on the fact I’m still here. Still blogging.
Project is hurtling along. I feel as though I’m steering an overloaded double-decker around the corniche, strewn with marbles, without sunglasses. Husband is doing the lion’s share of all but moaning, of which I’m now Olympic class. Tonight I saw monkey-face for about 15 minutes. I tried to read The Way Back Home with her, but she toddled off midway, to lurk behind her Martian moonhouse and throw balls at me whilst she had a poo.
If I’m honest, it’s not what I envisaged reading with the toddler would be like…


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