school is out for the week and my sugar is arriving monday night. that means i ve got five days to make the flat at least appear clean and tidy, fill the fridge, plan for her fav foods that she has pre ordered and change the sheets. oh, and brush the cats so they look all shiny for aunty. i already told my big daughter tonight that "guess what, guess what, aunty who loves you is coming" and she was like "yeah, right, hope she brings some snacks..."
i read somewhere tonight that "our fears are like children growing up without parents" any insight?
goodnight, or goodmorning... (click for song)
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