Dreary Old Friday

So I know I've been saying that we shouldn't complain and today I think I've ignored my own advice.  Since I woke up it's all I've done.

The icky things include, the fact that I barely got any sleep after about 3am this morning, I forgot my lunch, I discovered I have a hole in  my shoe so my feet and jeans got saturated on the walk down from the car, the car is pretty much as far away as it could possibly get and my chances of getting a lift with someone this arvo are slim to none, and just to top it off I will be single-parenting this evening. What fun.

It is these Dreary Old Fridays that make us desperate for the weekend to arrive, even if they promise only more wet weather - at least you can stay inside in front of the TV, curled up under a blanket.

This here was my outlook this morning, as I trudged down from the car. Not really that appealing if you ask me.

One nice thing I did spot on the walk down however, were the gorgeous little blossoms on the trees. It reminded me that days like this don't last and something better is coming - weather-wise it will be Spring, and for me it will be the arrival of Baby Dash.

OK. I can stop complaining now, maybe I will be able to scum a lift up to the car tonight... Goodness me.

xoxo