"Here we go!" I thought to myself, mentally rubbing my hands together. And went straight back to sleep.
Fifteen minutes later I woke again, the alarm still sounding beside me.
"Here we go!" I thought to myself, mentally rubbing my hands together and almost getting out of bed.
Eventually, some ten minutes later, I dragged myself into the kitchen and set to work. I boiled the kettle. I figured a quick caffeine fix and then I'd be into it.
"Daddy!" squealed Miss2 from the dining table. I can't confirm exactly what her thought processes were, but it seemed, from the sheer quantity of milk covering most of the table, Miss2 had decided to use our dining table as a bowl.
This was really the beginning of the end of any chance of me having a coffee before work.
Here's a copy of the email I sent Tracey from work first thing this morning:
And if you're wondering about Tracey's response to my email, it was short and not so sweet.
"Ha Ha Sounds like a normal morning to me," she said. "Genuinely hope you have just as much fun this afternoon lol."