Dear Hubby

Scott scared ten years off my life when he wasn't home by 4.45pm today. I allowed him some extra time because he was walking and he can really potter along sometimes, but when 4.30pm came round I was feeling the grey hairs sprouting. I tried phoning the school, no answer, so of course I started imagining the worst. I decided, at 4.45pm, to go look for him, and found him just coming up the drive way. I blasted him out for about five minutes, particularly about the fact that he hadn't called to say where he would be, and pointed out that I work a split shift some Mondays and would have had to miss work to go searching for him. I think he apologised somewhere during my rant, apparently he had been at Homework Center at the school and was quite proud of himself for that, but had given no thought to how I would feel, because he had forgotten it was Monday and just assumed I would be home at 6pm like normal. Grrrrr.

Matt stole the block cheese out of the fridge and started eating it like it was a piece of fruit or a bikkie, until I caught him and took it off him. I had to hide it on the benchtop. He can now say 'cheese peese'. Lol.

The Mother's Day fundraiser thing was ok, a bit of a struggle because I was feeling really sick, but I just worked through it. The kids enjoyed themselves on the jumping castles. It all cost more than I expected and I didn't really get a manicure, it was more of a nail file and a paint job. I wished I had gone for the massage instead, but never mind. Actually, I wish I had stayed home in bed. As it was I slept off and on for the rest of the afternoon, on the lounge. The boys shopped at Smiggle for my pressies and I got some lovely pens and pencils and various other items, plus Will brought home a plant from the school Mother's Day stall that he paid for out of his own money.

Took today off work because I was feeling too rotten to deal with people. I will be ok for tomorrow, I will have Soothers for my throat and tissues close by. I'll just have to try to not get too close to the mums and bubs.

Take care
Your Wife