Son#2 had a pajama day and sat playing games on my phone with the cat on his lap.
Son#2 is really, really happy with Louise the Cat.
I am cranky, fat and cash-strapped, an unfortunate combination.
Tomorrow, work again.
I hope the union-lady phones me with feedback tomorrow.
I melted next to the fire the husband built this evening, Port and book in hand.
The husband cooked dinner and cleaned the kitchen, my evil bad wifedom is now complete.
I couldn't reach my mum.
Hope she's okay.