Reasons why I don’t have kids #25

When I am tired (and in the grip of a completely unmanageable crush), I am, for want of a better expression, completely f*cking useless.  On all counts. On every level.

This appears to be a fatal combination, as I’m learning quickly, a little to my detriment.  Although,  having said that, thus far, I have managed to be in the right place at the right time, with the right people.  On a personal level, I am a bloody disaster. But, we can but hope, that my subconscious continues in this manner, and gets me to Liverpool, for the wedding at the weekend.

I am dazed, and dare I say it,  confused (copyright reserved,  Rankin, sometime in the 90s).  I can barely think straight.

So all consumed am I, by this overwhelming exhaustion – approx.  4 hours sleep a night- (and crush), that I’m afraid I would have forgotten to:

Wake the children up
Feed them
Dress them
Or maybe actually dress them, but as Batman/Robin/The little mermaid/me
Take to school
Pick up from school
Feed them
Tell them to go to bed/wash/shave/clean teeth. Etc.etc.

And although I have mentioned before, that all this is potentially excellent for personal discovery (read ‘zombie apocalypse’), I am not so sure that those around me, would view it like that.

And that is my ‘reasons why I don’t have kids’ #25.

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