Melbourne

Ok so confession time. I didn't do my exercises today. This morning was a hustle of getting kids out of the door, arguments about why school attendance is required, picking up things Mr Peeler knocked over (he wobbles around with a walking stick and a lot of back pain, also on antibiotics for chest infection). Very busy day at work, lots of busy busy busy type things with pizza bases, potatoes, and all that cleaning which constantly must be done. Then after work trying to cook dinner, having people pop in and stay for over an hour at an awkward time (they were trying to go but the kids wouldn't!), and Mr Peeler deciding he was going to eat something different and in the process accidentally breaking the handles off my 2 main saucepans when he dropped them. He was highly apologetic and angry with himself, and feeling useless. I was remarkably calm about the whole thing. So now I only have a tiny saucepan and a gigantic saucepan left from the set. I didn't have buying saucepans on my bingo card for this week.

Lucky I remembered to put the bins out, usually Mr Ps job but I can't have him wobbling about trying to put overfull bins out and having a fall, which has happened before. He went to the Dr today because he's in such pain and they told him he's on too many tablets as it is, and he can't get a medication review until November.

After I cleaned up the saucepans and accompanying mess, my oldest had a headache related meltdown and my youngest had a meltdown because she wanted to play with her friends longer. Everyone was put to bed a while ago and I'm now in bed thinking and enjoying the quiet, and it's Revenge Bedtime Procrastination. I'll have to do an intense HIIT or something to make up for it all.

Ah bugger, Mr Peeler is in the kitchen deciding to fetch himself some cereal snack. Rustle rustle clink clatter.

I'm just venting. Goodnight all.