More bread head poo
Its seems I am becoming possessed by all things fiscal. My ex call yesterday and this mediation thing cost around £290 per hour, which means after a couple of hours there would literally be nothing left to talk about......
so thats in the bin.
Not the best of nights last night, K tidied up one of the girlies rooms which for some reason turned into a shout fest.
If it was me that would be the last time I EVER cleaned the room.
I also nearly had my fingers eaten by the table saw.........
I'm really aware that K is reading this now, (hello kissylips!) and that she will read stuff in real time...
I might lock it up and then open it after a month, so that its all history again.
Hmmm will go and discuss