I don't believe it, I was pootling around last night sorting through fabric and threads, turning out my sock drawer. digging through the not so smalls and discarding the less than good pairs ( perfect just does not come into it). I heard the door open and flew down stairs to confront the BURGLER and it was Michael home from work at 4:30 this morning.
Somebody stole around 5 hours!
I made tea and he put the very excited dogs out and we chatted as he sorted a little supper hmmm, half a sausage meat pie.
Then IT happened, someone has gone sick will I work tonight, I huffed and puffed and said yes grudgingly. It was almost 6:00 when we fell into bed.
When I got up it was so late and I was rushing round to catch up, I whisked the dogs out and on their walk Ben started coughing, we got back and he didi not stop so off to the vet.
An injection, a box of pills and 2 hours there for monitoring and I am £125 lighter.. I have just fetched him back`while Michael washed up.
Now I have to dash off to take Michael to work, I will do better tomorrow.