The Three B’s - Bloated, Buried and B*tchy

This writing wahm is expecting a few days of chaos. My house is a tip and I have oodles of work to do this next 3-4 days. I also have family stuff to attend to so it’s going to be a challenge. I think tomorrow we’re going to have a power hour of family cleaning and then I’m going to ask my darling husband to occupy the kids outside for a big chunk of the day. It’s the last day of school as well so I get to contend with The Boy’s report card which he seems to be biting his nails over.

Friday I have loads of work but it’ll be fun work so I am going to try to make the most of the joy because on  Saturday and Sunday I have medical equipment and garage door equipment on the agenda. That might not be as fun as writing about baby clothes.

How will I get through it?

Coffee, chocolate and maybe a bit of cussing, (sadly). You see, not only is the house a mess and the schedule chaotic but according to my calendar I’m going to be pms’ing as well. Oh joy, oh bliss. Bloated, buried in work and b*tchy.   But guess what? I get to write for a living and I’m very blessed with a healthy and happy family with good things on our horizon so I have to remind myself that regardless of a few tricky and challenging days, life is good.

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