Time for some Friday Letters
Dear Roxy, you are so adorably cute, soft and wiggly yet such a bundle of trouble! All I want to do is snuggle with you but for both of our future’s sake you have to do as you’re told as well as stop trying to eat random things.
Dear Husband, any chance you could stop oversleeping? It is so exasperating trying to get you up in the mornings, leaving you promising to get up only to find you snoring away at the point where you’re supposed to be leaving the house. Any more of this and I will bring back the dirty tactics even if they result in you being cross with me all day.
Dear snow, **** off. You’ve been spoiling my entire week and now we’re set for even more which is just upsetting. I’ve been worrying about the husband going to and fro from work. Roads keep getting closed, there is no sign of grit and it’s flipping dangerous. You’re not welcome here.
Dear self, take a deep breath. Then maybe another nap.
Dear internet, please stop cutting out. You are my only link to the rest of the world and it’s leaving me rather sad when you’re refusing to let me tweet about how cross/fed up/surprised/hungry I am all day.