Is anybody out there? Am I speaking to myself? No change there then!

Sitting here in the wee small hours, wrapped in my blankey. Wondering what on earth is going on. This diary writing lark is all very well but it's not very interactive is it?

Today: woke up on sofa downstairs at six am wondering where I was. Oh yes, was watching film and fell asleep in a tangle of specs, book, baccy packet and phone.
Stumbled to kitchen and ate last piece of jammy custard pastry, shuffled back to sofa.

Was woken again by someone banging on front door. Leapt up in startled rabbit /tousled small child mode and went to door rubbing eyes which evinced an Ahhh, from mate Tony and his daughter who were standing on step bathed in bright sunlight chuckling at my discomfort.
'Need the socket set, car's died thirty miles away and we have to get daughter to interview at one pm.'

Ok, they came in and hubby crawled out of bed , puzzled as my side was not slept in.
All had tea and he took friends to car, with socket set.
More tea and e mail checking till about two thirty when decided I smelled bad after sleeping in clothes all night and needed bath.

Six trips up and down stairs, carting buckets of hot water, (tank still broken)
Dressed and out the door leaving lodger to wash up and hoover.
Daughter wants new flip flops
'These shoes make my feet sweaty Mum, cant i have some flip flops?'

'Put your shoes on, you cant walk round town in bare feet, look here is a nice shoe shop, £20.00 for a pair of flip flops!!!!!!! not today young lady. they are only a tenner in Canterbury, wait till after school on monday'
'But my feet are sweaty now'
'My feet are sweaty too , stop moaning'
'Grumble, moan, shuffle, scuff, moan, mumble'

Box of orange lollies with ice cream middles soon sorted that one out. a pyhrric victory though.
Realised had not eaten all day since jammy custardy pastry at six thirty am so bought ginger and macadamia nut yoghurt coated bar from health food shop. Health food?
9grams sugar, 11 grammes fat!!!
Also realise had fogotten to put chicken in oven for dinner so got two pizzas for a pound at Iceland and some dips. made potatoes cos men are men and there has to be potatoes, and salad. Promise of roast dinner tomorrow.

Friend comes back with socket set after dinner and regales us with Basil Fawlty style escpades with car which is still thirty miles away. Make excuses and go to watch
Casualty with lodger. We have running bet on who will expire each week.

Doodle about on net for a while and then watch excellent film Wag The Dog with De Niro and Hoffman.
After that discover dog has peed on kitchen floor at one thirty am. Growl at him and stamp feet, moaning bout hubby never taking dog out.
Have little cry in garden about futility of being a housewife then went in and read my Qu'ran for a while. felt better.

Was goin to bed but thought would log on and potter about here.
It is now four am. I better crawl into bed. Up early to make picnic for trip to woods with dog and friends.

nighty night