Feeding the five thousand
It’s Tamsin’s naming ceremony on Saturday (she’ll be 8 months tomorrow!), which means I have extra mouths at every meal between now and Monday. Which is fine: I generally like having visitors, but I confess to feeling somewhat overwhelmed tonight. I’ve done an Ocado shop – and, naturally, started making a list of all the things I forgot to put on it (like milk, for goodness sake). Cameron can nip to Sainsburys on Saturday. I’ve got a gazebo and lots of sausages and some ketchup. I suspect if I’d had more than 90 minutes’ unbroken sleep at some point in the past fortnight I’d be quite on top of things – as it is I just feel desperate. And the house won’t get its usual Friday clean tomorrow (unless she just turns up as normal? It could happen.).
July 12th, 2007 21:56
Oh poor you – I don’t think I could function at all with that much sleep. Try not to stress too much, we are coming to see you not the house.
July 13th, 2007 08:20
I’m coming to see the house. I have my white glove ready.
July 13th, 2007 13:38
I hope the ceremony goes well. Lots of love to you all xx