Fish and visitors go off after 3 days. This is a favourite saying of a friend. And frankly …… I have had it with fish.
I haven’t had a week to myself (or with hubby) …. for months now. I am run off my feet with work and school, and when I get home, I seem to have a never ending stream of relatives using my home for a motel. More frustrating, hubby is forced to treat our home like a motel. His travel interstate means that the poor man is bombarded with concentrated wife troubles, coupled with the knowledge that all things ….. ahem 😳 … personal …. have been seriously disrupted. Roll on school holidays ……. maybe my visitor will go visit someone else. We can only hope.
oh, I’ll hope also your visitors visits someone else and that you can have sometime to yourself and your hubby 🙂
2nd all of that Datcat 🙁