Oh no, here she comes again full of comforting smiles and familiar phrases. Leech-like in her tenacity, she won’t leave me alone anymore. I’ve done everything I can from the subtle to the full on, head – brickwall – obvious.
It’s a Spring Onion, not an AK47….
Those were the exact words that flashed through my mind this weekend when my darling OH, who having offered to make me a sandwich, declared that he didn’t know what to do with a spring onion. Now before any of
motivation
I work from home. Mainly for time of life reasons – school and pre school children, EU guilt mountain at the very idea of all day childcare and procrastination about the idea of getting a ‘proper job’. Fair enough I