|Wonder Water Pricks anyone?|
I am so happy, hear me roar.
Here it is. The truth. Cutting down to brass tax. No holds barred.
It was a shite week. An utterly shite week. With poxy weather thrown in for good measure and I still didn’t get to take the dog to the vets for her booster shots.
Purely because I was very afraid the good people in the clinic might have felt it necessary to give my kids some shots too.
Yes, it was that bad. They were that bad.
I have nothing to report really. I did hope to be in a position to delight you all with details about a trip to the Halloween Sensory Gardens in Carlow.
We didn’t go.
We went to Tesco’s instead where I allowed them to pick out a treat each and then I took it from them and used it as a visual bribe in order to get them to behave for the half hour it took me to complete the grocery shop. Apologies to the staff member who finds a bumper pack of Spearmint flavoured Tic Tac’s in with the frozen peas.
I am worn out. Absolutely worn out. I feel completely overwhelmed after the week. I have sensory overload. I am disgusted with my inability not to sweat the small stuff. I feel guilty over all the rows. I feel like shite for all the threats and shouts and roars and walking away from them into another room and for shedding a small tear in Lidl car park this morning.
It all just got too much for me.
I am glad it’s over. It was a shite week.
The best thing from the last couple of days was when they got imaginative and drew with chalks on the floor.
They had amazing fun creating race tracks and Wonder Water Pricks (Prix!) before deciding to roll in the chalk dust and spread it all over the house.
I had a Donal Skehan day where I made Lemon Drizzle Slices and his Singapore Noodles for dinner.
In any case, it’s over now. All of it. Back to school on Monday and I can’t say I won’t be sorry.
Apologies for such a moany, negative post but that’s how I’m rolling today.