Trying to be a superwoman is a hard act... but whatever I do, I try to do it with a smile ;-)
I rushed into town very early, which is fine as you don't have to feed the ticket machine in the car park until 9am. That gave me 30 minutes to whizz around like crazy and get the basics.
I do so love a brisk walk, carrying all those heavy bags. ;-)
In comes dear DH and I am able to greet him with a smile and elevenses.
That's better! Now I can start on the mending. Good job my mum taught me how to darn ;-)Saves a fortune in socks you know!
Now it's time to sweep the patio and paths. The fresh air will do me good, that's for sure.
Thank goodness for my Dyson. Dear DH gave me one for Christmas;-)
I was so happy when I ripped open the wrapping paper.I squealed with delight!
It's so much better than my old fashioned Hoover. (Remember the motto..'It beats as it sweeps as it cleans!')
Oooh my favourite..the ironing. What fun! Got to get those collars and cuffs just right!
(And the smile just goes on and on..and on;-)
Well, that's my morning done and dusted (hoovered, ironed, cooked, cleaned,washed, shopped etc! )
(Thank the lord I am too old to have another of these.....)
A woman's work is never done ;-)