I Had The Grandest Of Plans Today

I love June Cleaver After A Six-Pack. I mean, we Aussies never got Leave It To Beaver (well, as far as I know, anyway) and I was about thirty years too late to properly enjoy it, even if we were to get it. We had The Sullivans and A Country Practice. But I get the June Cleaver analogy - uber-Mum akin to Mrs Brady but with far less children, right? I just struggle to find an Aussie equivalent, LOL. Now, the above-mentioned blog usually hits the nail on the head with the witty but mortifyingly funny posts. Take this one for example. Laughed till I cried. Then went online to browse Victorias Secret from afar because hello? It is another American Thing we Aussies dont have down here. However, todays post, God&You Are Such A Sly Guy! is only half the truth. That week of bliss of which she speaks? Not one iota mentioned about the flip side to the coin! The one or two days every month that you would willingly carve your own eyeballs out with a rusty spoon if it kept you from having to get up and, you know, actually do stuff. My tum-tum hurts. Sigh. And! Everything in my house is WRONG, just WRONG and must be fixed immediately! The spare room we have been cleaning out for Boof for two years needs to be attacked today! Right this instant! And why is it not done already! And the laundry Ive been cleverly stupidly ignoring since we returned from our trip almost two weeks ago needs to be obliterated! And why isnt the darn iron working! And God? Whats up with this heat? AND WHAT ON EARTH IS THIS CRUMB DOING ON THE BENCHTOP!!! (and trust me, if you knew me personally, you would realise how insanely opposite of my normal demeanour that last sentence is) Im not normally this crazy-obsessive, probably because Im not usually one to suffer that time of the month too badly. Most of the time I barely pause. Today though, Im actually feeling just about lousy enough to say to heck with it all and sleep the rest of the afternoon away. I can plead the my uterus nutured YOUR babies card with Talented Hubby. Ive calculated I can use it approximately 1.4 times per year and Im well overdue. But Im nice, so I wont. Ive done two loads of laundry and about one-seventeenth of the room clean-out. Ill make sandwiches in a moment for The Horde. And later on today I may even get domestic enough to make a menu. Maybe.