Monday at work involved a hurdle of a job but I negotiated the tricky printing of it and was not late collecting my son. We made our way to his grandmas and watched half of Iron Man 3 until we are tea and then played together. There were many conversational distractions as I discussed the upcoming wedding of my sister and her house move. I took my boy home and gave my stepson a drum lesson where he had a bad week playing to music out of time as if he couldn't even hear the song. He seems to refuse to count in time.
I called at Asda to buy a toaster for work on my way home and then showered and stuck rigidly to my 'tv off' Monday rule and completed my write up of a recent investigation. So now I have nothing major hanging over me to concentrate on and this is good news.
My PPS mate rang to give dates for us visiting a schools psychology class but all the options were when I was working and I wouldn't budge on when I was free. I wasn't being a dick, it's just that it's tricky to correspond with school times and it's bit worth losing a days paid holiday for the sake of 90 mins.
I'm always not pleasing someone.
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