A crap day…. ~ Northernmum
We have all been there. You crack open the door to the toddlers room and the smell hits you in the face. Mouldy cheese and rotting veg springs to mind …
We have all been there. You crack open the door to the toddlers room and the smell hits you in the face. Mouldy cheese and rotting veg springs to mind …
So the festive season is fully upon us, dangling blinking lights hang from every other house and the vast majority of us have paid an inappropriate amount of money for …
I am handing in my notice.
I have been doing this job for nearly five years but to be honest it is time for me to hand over the ropes to someone else. The day to day job is ok but the hours are rubbish I always do twelve hour shifts at least and the occasional night shift.
My name is Owen; mummy writes about me sometimes, this is my blog debut. I have had to hijack mummy’s blog as I don’t know how to set one up myself – I am only four.
I remember when we decided to have a baby, the batteries on the alarm clock had ran out and rather than buying some new ones, myself and he who helped create them thought it would be make good financial sense to have a baby which would guarantee we would never sleep past 7am again (ever).