While you’re treating yourself to a lay in its business as usual for me.
Ninas jabbering away shouting ‘I WANT THAT’ at every advert that comes on and wanting detailed discussions about Ben and Holly. She’s eating her toast without argument but her tea is teetering on the very edge of the table and it’s only a matter of time before she’s wearing it.
Bobbi’s using toast as a comb and a mushroom as a face cloth.
My app’s telling me horrible bad news about the quality of my ‘sleep’ last night.
Luckily for me, the four beers I had last night have been kind to me and I don’t feel like a pig shat in my head.
I understand that you’ve been working all week and I really appreciate it.
I’ve been on the go all week too and love lay ins. I vaguely recall what they’re like.
Please consider this s formal notice of my intent to have a hot, child free bath later.