Some days are just pyjama days. Like today. I have had two nights looking after a sick Ella and I am stuffed. So today we are staying in our pyjamas. We are doing the bare minimum. Just having a day where in my head we are resting. The dishes are piling up, the house is a mess, but we are resting.
Unfortunately no-one told the lawnmowing guy or another visitor who had her dates mixed up. But I answered the door without blushing. We are resting today.
It is also lovely to have some space in life to have a think and to muck around with Ella.
Maybe every week needs a pyjama day...
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