Mostly it’s being in the company of Vicki. She’s downright wonderful company. And everyone thinks we look like sisters. Get in!
Vicki is preggo and just had her last day of work as a social worker. Think I’m being a bit insensitive because I keep sighing and saying ‘it’s so nice not to have the kids’
Best things about being away from the kids:
- Carrying a small bag and not carting around a tonne of crumb-infested crud
- Not having to bribe anyone to do anything (although Vicki does need the odd Fisherman’s Friend and a cuppa to power through)
- Having nothing but white-noise and happy thoughts trilling through my mind instead of ineedtomakesureivegotsupperonandpackabagforalexandrunabathetc
- Nothing gets snot on