I've been a bit unsure about my decision on the kids front - I've never wanted them but I have been trying to push the subject as hubby isn't as anti-having-kids as me...
Anyway, this morning has made up my mind! A friend of hubby's has been fixing our bathroom (as a wedding gift - it's our second wedding anniversary in 3 weeks time - so I've been a little

at it taking so long - but thats a whole other story), he has been promising for weeks to come down and keeps cancelling at the very last minute. So I didn't take it seriously that he'd be coming down this week... I went out last night with a friend and had a few "drinks" expecting to be able to have my hang-over in peace and a well deserved lie-in after a hectic week at work.
At 8:20 hubby's friend phones up to say he is coming down to do the bathroom - so is his fiance and their one year old!!! So we had to get up and sort out the house and they arrived. The kid is sweet but walking round pulling the fire guard, the curtains, the glass coasters etc. Living room is strewn with toys. Cats seem to have left home - it's horrendous chaos - I escaped for an hour to go to the supermarket, sitting in the car for 20 minutes before coming back home!
All I want to do is sleep! The kid is now in the garden playing and I'm staying out of the way (I'm with the cats on that one!)...
Rant over