Friday was a busy day at work. I was really tired because I had kept waking up Thursday night for no reason.
Brett actually finished work at a reasonable time. He got off the train at 8:45. We ordered pizza for dinner and watched a film called Captain Phillips. It was good. We went up to bed at half 11 and agreed we wouldn’t go to sleep late as we were getting up earlier than normal.
Saturday Scarlett woke up at 8ish. Brett got up. We decided we’d have breakfast in town. So he got dressed and headed out. We had McDonald’s breakfast and they messed up the order. We didn’t realise until we’d sat down and we couldn’t be bothered to go back to the till. Scarlett ate her hash brown and a bit of her egg. When we finished we loaded her back in the stroller and headed to the tattoo shop. We arrived and they went about drawing up the right size for our wrists. Brett went first. Scarlett fell asleep whilst he was having his done (despite the shop music) and didn’t wake until I’d had mine done. She was hungry so we popped into Sainsbury’s to grab some bits for Work Monday then we headed to my nan’s for lunch. We had lunch and Scarlett played in the garden, indoors, at the table. Just everywhere, doing different things. She coloured. She read her book (someone read to her). Played catch. Played with her baby. All sorts lol
We walked home at 5ish. I sorted some dinner for her then me and Brett left to head into town for some food and cinema. We ended up going to the Wetherspoons. I had the buttermilk fried chicken burger with cheesy garlic and fries. He had a beef burger with chips. We both had a soft drink. We went to the cinema at 8:30 to see The Snowman. It was quite good but some of it was easy to guess.
We came out of the cinema at 10ish and went into Sainsbury’s so Brett could buy his brother the Fast 8 DVD. We ended up buying Scarlett some outfits, a new jumper and new shoes between us. Typical parents lol
We got the bus at 11:15 and we’re home by 11:30. We pretty much jumped straight in bed. We didn’t want another late night as I wanted us to get up at a reasonable time so we could spend our last day together. Brett agreed I could wake him at 9.
Sunday Scarlett woke up at 7:45. I took her down for a bottle at 8ish and some Sunday snuggles. When she was due breakfast at 9 I took her up to wake Brett up. He pissed me off and wouldn’t get up so I left him to it. I was irritated because the plan had been, I’d make us all breakfast then he’d shower and then he’d watch her whilst I had a bath. Spend time with her, without me. Instead, she started rubbing her eyes just before 10 so I plonked her in her cot and got in the bath. She slept till just after noon.
I had woken Brett up at 10:30 when I was done in the shower. He said he’d get up and shower now. He wanted to have some morning sex first. We forgot to shut my bedroom door and my brother came upstairs for a toilet and peered in (the door was open so no reason why he shouldn’t) to see if I was up, given how late in the day and I have a toddler, and saw Brett’s bare ass and ball sack hanging. Well he says he didn’t see as he quickly ducked back out and had a wee. But there’s no way he didn’t see SOMETHING. We had to stop because we just kept laughing. It was really rather funny. 18 months and no one has ever caught us haha
After that, he got in the shower and I got dressed. I went downstairs to tidy up from breakfast and then relax. Scarlett woke up at midday. I got her dressed. She wore her new Unicorn jumper that Brett bought her in Sainsbury’s. And her new shoes. We set off for my nan’s at 1 for dinner. We stayed all afternoon. Brett nipped home to pick his stuff up. Scarlett fell asleep on my lap for half hour. She seemed a bit like she’s coming down with something. She’s only just getting over having Croup, it turned into a nasty cold. Hope she’s not sick! We dropped Brett off at the station at 5:30 then my Nan dropped us home. Scarlett had some supper then I bathed her. She had her bottle on the sofa with me then we sat and watched some teletubbies. She went to bed at 7:30. Went straight to sleep like a good girl.
I made myself some supper and got ready for bed. I got into bed at 9pm because I’m tired. Scarlett woke up at 10pm crying. I cuddled her and put her back down. Haven’t heard a peep from her yet. Hopefully she’s okay!
Back to work tomorrow. Why are weekends so bloody short!
Ps. Today there is 9 weeks until Christmas Eve!!!!