They do say that bad luck comes in threes. At least I hope it bleeding well does as I have managed to injure myself three times over within the space of four hours this evening. Firstly, I smashed a Port glass and slit my finger open. That proceeded to bleed like stink and so when I saw blood dripping onto the floor moments later I assumed that I hadn’t placed the plaster on correctly. As it turns out my nose had decided to join in and was bleeding profusely, which wasn’t great timing as I was in the process of …
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It’s almost school run time, so I best be quick. We have somehow managed to make it through today with a hangover on board, to distract myself from the spongy brain we filled our day with lots of play and a load of housework, more ticks off the list and all that. I’m off to work for another bar shift tonight, whether I’ll cope around alcohol considering the skinful I had last night, I’m not entirely sure. Paracetamol and Coca Cola and NO, I didn’t get the blinking seven minute workout done today either. I have however hoovered the house top …