I think it was a TV show called LIFE OF GRIME but I could be wrong.
I watched a programmme about about the rubbish collectors in London and they were told on their first day DON'T LOOK BACK!
This was because the rubbish would have accumulated AGAIN by the time they looked around!
Well that is my life........well the cleaning anyway!
Anna decided to bake a cake last night at gone midnight so I had to empty the dishwasher and fill it again with her dirty dishes.
I emptied a wash and put it on the line and then filled the machine again with another wash.
Then I sorted and bagged washed, winter bedding to go in the attic.
Sorted the ironing.
Sorted the recycling.
Litter picked from the ground floor of the house due to Anna and Sali having spent the night.
And now I am on to watering the plants and feeding the piggies and the rabbits.
And all this AFTER getting Niamh up and washing her, dressing her, feeding her and getting her to school AND after washing and dressing and feeding myself!
Yep it certainly feels like
What would you do if you were stuck in one place and every day was exactly the same, and nothing that you did mattered?
That about sums it up for me.
Change girl for guy and I would be happy with the following too
Phil: I was in the Virgin Islands once. I met a girl. We ate lobster, drank piña coladas. At sunset, we made love like sea otters.
[Ralph and Gus snort]
Phil: *That* was a pretty good day. Why couldn't I get *that* day over, and over, and over..
But no ........I get the piggy poop DAY!