Fridays are happy days for Laura’s mom. And tomorrow is a special Friday: we have the cleaner coming again. Uhuu! The house is a bit upside down, but this is the “good” cleaner, so I’m sure she will organise the mess for me.
The food is ready – just 5 more minutes and I’ll turn the oven off.
The neighbours let their kitchen light on. Either that or they are still awake (they both work, so you would expect them to be sleeping). I wonder what they are doing. hehe Oh, one of my “new hobbies” as a housewife is to watch the street movement through the windows. Yes, I do check the neighbours, who is in, who is out, what time that one got home, oooh the neighbour is leaving now? At 1 am? Ooooh.
Oh, before I go, guess what happened today? Many things, but here is what I want to tell you: this morning when I was going to put the rubbish out (the rubbish guys usually come on Wednesday, but since Monday was bank holiday, their Wednesday is today), I saw this weird thing in front of our house. I didn’t want to get to close to it because I’m very… ahmmm… fussy, to say the least. It looked like a dead animal, a bird or a squirrel, and I can’t deal with dead animals. When Mr. C got home, I took a closer look and it was a dead bird – and it was dead for a while, it was already smelling. We think it was some fox’s dinner. Mr. C, my superhero, dealt with that, but being a masochist, I decided to watch him getting that thing and putting in bag. Not a good idea. Did I mention I’m extra fussy? Geez, I am. Poor stomach couldn’t handle it. Yuk.
Ok, time to go. (shouldn’t have coffee in the evening)














