Every Moment He Gets Closer....

So, last night was the 94 Theme'd party for Two of Tooli's mates and in the Cruse household I am in preparation for hers. 

Last night she toddled off, resplendent in her Union Jack dress and MY crown; and exploded into the house at 4 AM this morning, banged up the stairs, banged back down the stairs, raided the fridge and banged back up again.   

I had set the alarm for 810 so that she could get to work. Yes, she had work at 9 AM.    My gorgeous , darling man got up and ran her instead and let me to lay for a little while.   

Eventually I got up and we toddled off and headed to the town - dropped off some lunch for madam, and went back home to sit down for a while. 

And I slept for a while.  

And I'm ready to sleep again. 

And Tooli?  After four hours sleep, 8 hours in the office - she is away out for a 8 km run 

:-( 

Oh for youth.