I’ve had so little sleep in recent months and I am MISS BITCHY! I don’t know how anybody can live with me. I wouldn’t!

This might explain why my eldest son has been answering me back and behaving like the world’s worst child. He wants me to throw him out because I am so unbearable to live with!

How on earth I can homeschool him when he makes me feel like getting in the car and driving far, far away, I don’t know. I’m going to have to develop the patience of a saint.

The two dogs I borrowed for the month have returned home and my own poorly dog is less incontinent than she was so instead of clearing up after dogs all day long I may have time to do other things. Like start my Christmas shopping! I’m going to hit Harrods and Hamleys and anyone I can’t buy for there will be going without! (bah humbug) Then I’ll be stopping for a very strong cup of coffee before heading home. I wonder how many celebridees I’ll see!

My two eldest did their Christmas show at preschool this week. Second Son cried the whole way through! I won two prizes on the raffle which was great as husband misheard my whispered ‘get the mum-planner’ and got something else – I could have strangled him – but then seconds later I won again and I practically tripped him over to make him sit down so I could get the planner. I love it! It’s useful! It was free! And it made me ridiculously pleased for the rest of the day.

And now I must get on with Christmas. I’ve decided the only entertaining I’m going to do over the festive period is entertaining the thought of a whole night’s sleep. That would be the best Christmas present EVER!