Life’s too short to stuff a mushroom

Shirley Conran’s epigraph to Superwoman is as true today as it was 30 years ago. Here’s the high and low points of my day.

06:45
Woken by small boy. Freddo, mama. I’m bibbering. Stripped him off and showered him down. Stripped bed and loaded wash #1. Dressed both kids. Made their breakfast. Made their school lunch. Brought tea to Mr B. Hung up wash #1. Put in wash #2. Saw kids and Mr B off to school. Take out wash #2. Set wash #3 on timer.
08:30
Work.
12:00
Go to bank. Queue for 20 minutes at the “rush counter” (sic). Withdraw 800 Euros.
12:30
Go to post office. Queue for 30 minutes. Pay utility bills totalling 799 Euros. “Result happiness”, said Mr Micawber.
13:00
Work.
15:30
Pick up kids. Shiver in playground then go home.
17:30-20:30
Cook, put away washes #1 and #2, hang up wash #3, have dinner, bathe kids, put kids to bed, clean kitchen, empty and reload dishwasher.
20:30-00:30
Set up wireless home network with no manual.
01:00
To bed, having reconfigured both desktop and laptop to the point where neither computer will acknowledge the other nor connect to the Internet.
01:00-06:00
Toss and turn, tormented by dreams of being automatically assigned a stable IP address in my neighbourhood network but being chased by an ad hoc set up with a default SSID.

I’d rather stuff a mushroom…

2 thoughts on “Life’s too short to stuff a mushroom”

  1. 1. Bathe
    2. Change vacuum cleaner bag
    3. Do hair
    4. Take car for oil change
    5. Talk to pediatrician
    6. Put “pick nose” on tomorrow’s to do list

    Just kidding … sort of

Over to you!