I was all set to post a deep and meaningful paragraph or two on not smacking and the violence on TV but I am sat here listening to the sounds of hair washing coming down the stairs (not v happy) and I just can't find teh words.
Today I have cleaned the house, sorted laundry, played football, snap, catch, pretend and drawing, been to the park, drawn chalk flowers in the yard, scooped kitty poop, brushed hair, listened to and advised a very pissed off friend and I still have a mountain of mending and ironing to do, not to mention the pile of washing up waiting for me in the kitchen. I never got to clean the car or dye my hair *sigh*
So excuse me if I feel a little drained. I wouldn't mind but this was a normal Sunday.
Maybe a large G&T will sort me out.....
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