Here's how it is these days... I run my own creche, cleaning business, food bank, restaurant, aquatics and athletics centre. All MY babies have blankets (from the real McCoy, to towels, face-cloths to dishcloths), buggy rides, feeds and baths. When they're all asleep, I'm then cleaning the cupboards, the walls, the floor and table tops. I am done with thinking every bottle's a drink - Dad's shaving cream just made me gag and cry, and the dishwashing liquid just made me throw up! Soap's no longer 'cake' & my shampoo's no longer 'juice'!The food bank desperately tries to feed Jakob, my OTHER babies and the chooks, and if I had my way, there'd be 'crackaas' (crackers) in every cupboard, bag, pocket, bucket and glovebox, which in reality Mum's learnt could be crackers, biscuits, muesli bars, minibix and chips. You'd think we lived on them! Ha! Not...
As for the aquatics centre? I live for a positive reaction to the 'chair peas (please)'. One lives in one bathroom now, which can be more than what goes on in the kitchen! I'm into water big time, so long as I have a truck load of containers and a 'gangkit' (blanket/cloth) - tho I'm so done with the tiny corner of a chux I get - it hardly transports any water! The athletics centre? Sprinting, jumping, power walking and throwing are hot on my agenda. Mum reckons I'll make a wicked softballer, tho' struggles with the fact I practice with courgettes or potato at dinner time. And the restaurant? Cooking! I love it! Mum, once ticked...now just amused, knows that the missing bowl, whisk, wooden spoon and measuring cups are unlikely to be in the dishwasher...but in MY restaurant? Yes. Hmm...then there's Dad's wallet...though probably best not to talk about that!
So there you are! Too busy to stop and if I wasn't taking my teddy to bed for a sleep, I'd probably not stop for some shut eye either. Too much to do! For a catch-up on Jakob, see his blog.
Bye!
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