Of the people that know me, 1/2 would say I am extremely organised, and the other half the opposite.
In theory, I am - I plan and get things together and I make things happen...and then it all slips away.
(I also get very involved in the project that interests me most - this sucks me in and until it's over it is all I breath, eat and sleep.)
I try to balance my world, but I just cannot seem to create that balance where my day would consist of a little bit of work, fun, shopping, exercising and cooking - as ontop of that, getting ready, tending to my mass of hair, and having a 4 year old (and the activities that come with that) don't seem to fit into the 18-hours that I'm awake every day.
Anyway - my solution is to get the banalities out of the way first and then squeeze in as much fun as I can.
For me, oddly enough - the most boring, annoying, tedious task of the day is making breakfast. I hate it and put it off as long as possible. In fact, I haven't even made it yet. Miss Four is dancing around me at this very moment um'ing and ah'ing "MUM, I WANT BREAKFAST!" I just gave her an ounce of attention; "What would you like mummy to make?" - to which she has responded "Special eggy's mumma - mashed, smashed, special egggy's" - DONE!
And I'm off to make said special eggys - and hopefully, with any luck a recipe for the eggs with a photo will appear at the end of this post within the next couple of hours.... Wish me luck.
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