Monday Morning New Term Blues
This is probably what I looked like this morning when I found Son's gym kit which had been left in his bag for two weeks and he needed them for badminton club after school tonight!!!!
8.10 am and the Children have returned from the bus stop to say they have "missed the bus!"
This apparently is a joke!
After scrapping me off the ceiling they explain that they forgot that they didn't start until 9.30am today and the bus won't be there to collect them until later so have come home to surprise me - The Little Darlings (!)
So Good news - Mum has survived the operation, she was adament that she wouldn't survive the anestetic, although a fit and healthy non-smoking, hardly drinking lady of 63. Now she is very tired and admits that she needs to sleep in the afternoon. She will get the results of the operation on Wednesday and now worries that she will definitely need chemo. Mum likes to worry and needs to be in control of a situation. I hope it's good news on Wednesday...
Now off to reclaim the house from the holiday trashing that only a tweenager and teenager can create - Toddlers were so much easier!