A me day?

Today is going to be a me day.

That's what I decided last night when I went to bed. I have spent the last three weeks on and off running around like the proverbial blue arsed fly. Yesterday I was helping out in school all day and came home with a whopping headache although there were 30 beautiful hand made daffodils that I helped the 4 and 5 year olds make for St David's Day. (We live in North Wales so St David's Day is celebrated here, even though I'm totally English and know nothing about Welsh history having moved here 14 years ago).

My extra patchwork squares arrived yesterday morning, so that means I can now get on and finish Isabelle's patwork quilt (she keeps standing and stroking the work in progress). So I thought today, I'll get that finished then pop over to the material warehouse to get some wadding and backing material. I can have this quilt finished by the time she gets home.

Then the guilt kicked in. Hmmm, perhaps I should just clean the bathroom first before I start. I am not a housework lover by any means. I do what I have to, when I have to, so a quick lick with a cloth around the bathroom would ease that horrible little voice sitting on my shoulder shouting, you can't have time for yourself... you're not allowed. Do some housework. But I want to do this quilt... I nip upstairs and clean the bathroom. And the little shit voice on the shoulder starts again. You have to get the new tyre for your car remember. You've been saying you'll get it done all week. Bugger. Don't forget to book your MOT, it's nearly run out.. you're running out of time! Oh, and while you're getting your tyre, don't forget you got dumped on Mark asked you to get the tyre people to take the tyre of his motorbike wheel so he can get it cleaned up and all nice and shiny.

In order to do all this, you will have to go to the bank. Oh, and don't forget to put that cheque in while you're there. No, don't just go to the cash machine, you need to put that cheque in the bank. Yes I realise it's only £20 and it is payday tomorrow, so you can manage without putting it in, but it's been sat by your computer for a week already!

Ah, and don't forget you need to get milk, bread and something for dinner. You do have to keep feeding them you know. Yes I know it seems like you're always in the kitchen preparing food, but if you don't feed them you end up with a very loud whining noise coming from the kitchen and when you go in to see what the noise is, you are met with very large pitiful eyes and a bottom lip sticking out so much it's almost dragging on the floor, and that's just the hubby. 

Oh and while you're in the kitchen, don't forget to get on with the washing. I realise your washing machine was broken and out of action for a whole week. But just look at the mountains of clothes that built up in one week. Yes I know you think that a family of 10 moved in for that week judging by how much washing there is, but it's not going to jump in the washing machine all by itself you know.

Shut up you horrible little voice. Where did my 'me day' go?