Mr. Moob is unwell. He has temperature and problem sleeping. I hate it when he has a cold and there is nothing I can do to help. I would kiss him better but he is so considerate that he will not let me kiss him.
I have spent the day tidyibg up, doing the dishes and doing the laundry. I do not know why but we always seem to have mountains of laundry. This mistery is beyond me. I do not even have that many clothes.
Tonight I have a lecture in English literature this is the excitement for the whole week as it is highly unlikely anything more interesting will happen. But I love it as I get to go to King's college and have a stroll through central London afterwards. If it weren't for the lectures I would probably never see London on my own otherwise...
Oh well time for another cup of tea.
I wonder the same about laundry - never mind that weekly I have to do the beds (3 of them, mine and the wife's and each of the kids').
ReplyDeleteI tihnk my kids much change their clothes at least 5 times each day!