Evenings

Before kids the evening before a bank holiday weekend would go like this:

18:00 Get home from work, open a bottle of wine while waiting for Hubs to get in, put on some music, get changed.

19:30 Meet friends in a pub or restaurant, drink, laugh, share stories about the week, moan about work, drink more, laugh more, attempt an embarrassingly bad game of pool.

Bed Jump

Bed Jump (Photo credit: jamesjyu)

23:30 Roll home, probably with something to eat, and into bed…and I’ll stop there because my mum reads this.

10:30 Wake up to a leisurely breakfast.

Now the evening before a bank holiday weekend goes like this:

18:30 Hubs arrives home to find two small children covered in macaroni cheese and me picking it out of my hair.

19:00 Kids in the bath and I’m fantasising about the wine in the fridge.

19:30 Kids in bed and I get changed out of my drenched clothes into my pjs.

20:00 Something easy for dinner in front of the TV.

21:30 In bed with a cup of tea and twitter on the iPhone, kicking Hubs when he starts snoring.

07:00 Wake up to a dirty nappy.

Yep, living the dream, baby!

[Throughout April I'm taking part in the A to Z Challenge. This is my post for E. Yesterday I blogged about Daddy and tomorrow it's Football.]

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