It’s been a grumbly sort of week.
A week of coughs and sore teeth, thrashing children in my bed, of forgotten phones, cheesecakes oozing out of their tins in the oven, sore shoulders, last kid collecteds, I’m hungry but not for thats and I’m sorry for shoutings.
I think I’ll just creep quietly into this corner and hope that the universe doesn’t notice me until things are looking a little more cheerful.
