THIS week is appointment week. Not the most exciting thing but good to get out of the way. We’ve got the dentist, the opticians (to collect Billy’s third pair of frames in less than a year) a health-visitor check-up, a pre-op visit for ear grommets (shudders*) and a visit from the nice lady who makes me look blonder than I really am.
I am resolved to get school uniform sorted earlier than usual. I’d also like to paint the house, mend the shed, do some paperwork, stick a mountain of toys and clothes on eBay, clear the allotment, fit in a visit to my parents ‘oop north’ and sort out a mound of other ‘day-job’ work which still needs doing despite the presence of four children in my ‘office.’
Who am I kidding. . ?
