Three o’clock and no food – not the thing to do.

Some days I eat plenty, and other days I don’t. Today is definitely one of the latter.

I’ve got plenty done. We – our cleaner and me – have got quite a lot done.

  • washing up done (cleaner)
  • hoovering done (cleaner)
  • washing put away (both of us)
  • Cloak room started to be sorted (both of us)

And I have been trying to sort out Google+ and other apps to make my life easier. All in all, a busy day, but I’ve not even managed to get a cup of coffee! Bad me. So now, I’m going to go downstairs and attempt to make a sandwich. Think I will have bread, cheese and ham and salad cream. No one makes them quite like my mum, but I suppose that is what being a grown up is like.

When Andrew gets home he’s going to flip: there are coats all over the sofa – and we will need more food – but we can work on both of those later. Hope he’s not too tired from work.

Published by Michæl McFarland Campbell

Irish, living in Co. Laois with his husband Andrew and their three cats. Also interested in first aid, heraldry, Scouting, and occasionally to be found at the organ or in a bell tower.

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