Why can't I........
Well where do I begin??   Let's take today for instance,  it probably started off fair enough, I managed to crawl out of bed by about 8:50am and only because the bloody cat had come upstairs to meow at me. (She's not allowed to be in the upstairs dept as I have a husband who is mildly!!! allergic to cats! LOL) I had managed to shout out a goodbye to my youngest son at 8am before I fell asleep again until the cat came calling.
After a healthy breakfast of fruit salad and yoghurt, here is probably the second WCI(why can't I) first being WCI get up on my days off? Probably due to the fact I didn't go to bed until late and the fact that I don't sleep very well( more about that later). Well, WCI at nearly 52 years old NOT do the following:-
(Why is the fecking ipad not letting me fucking type what I fucking want? )

Why can't I stop stuffing my fat fucking face with CRAP? -  Oh also decided to weigh myself this morning, thought that I'd try and loose weight without having to go to any of the fat groups out there, hence the fruit salad, anyway ATM I weigh.........13st 11lbs (and a quarter pound but can't find out how to do a fraction on the ipad!)

Why can't I say no when somebody wants me to cover their shift? Or no to my son who wants a lift to somewhere and there's no bloody petrol in the car and the car seats are damp as the car is soooo old that it freezes up on the inside!!

And lastly - for the moment- why can't I make a rice pudding without the milk fecking spilling over my cooker - TWICE so far.

On the positive side I have managed to clean the en-suite today! and hoover the upstairs.  Okay, got to go now as I need to prepare tea before I go to work. :-(

Will have a play around with fonts etc at a later date, and also moan some more and maybe even find some good things to do!!

TTFN
Kaytebell. X