I should have married a woman

Having had a very restful nights sleep, I now feel like I have never been in my bed, so far today we have cleaned, packed, unpacked and repacked again, The Little Princes eventually surfaced at a ridiculously late hour which led to the whole day hitting a curve ball and descending into chaos.

The Early start to Elgin turned out to be a late run at the ice rink, one foot into the rink reminded me why I haven't taken up skating professionally,  I don't do cold, and my memories of Streatham Ice rink are ones of multiple layers of clothing, 20 pairs of socks, and sore ankles with blisters.  Now I'm not saying that it was unhappy times, far from it, the annual jaunts to the ice rinks were always filled with laughter, but as you get older and a lot less nimble that laughter turns to tears, which freeze on your face and make your snot turn crusty. But the Little Princes loved it, well until their snot froze and their feet started to hurt.  Did Janye Torvill have these problems when she first took to the ice? I think not.

We finished the evening at Chinatown, because by the time we came out of the rink darkness had descended and children need feeding.  Stuffed to the gunnel's we left Elgin and took the long road home to drop off the Little Princes and then on home to begin again the arduous task of moving, rearranging and cleaning.  I have decided that I have made a mistake, I should have married a woman, a woman would not change her mind about where things should be, or if they should be, or even why they should be left where we told the packers they would be. Also a woman would not have opened the superglue and promptly stuck herself to every surface she came into contact with, this included My Beloved's nose, how the hell do you get superglue on your nose, if he had been picking it I could have understood it, but no the glue was on the outside of his nose, and I was the one that had to pull it off.  My Beloved now has the skin of a baby on his nose, mainly because numerous layers were removed with the glue.....

I have finally sat down to write my blog, and although we emptied the drinks cupboard yesterday and New Years Eve we were obliged to buy another bottle of wine, just one more. And after the cleaning I have done today My Beloved wants to think himself lucky I am letting him share it with me. Although that said I have got the measuring stick out just in case he tries any of his funny business.

I am currently considering super gluing My Beloved's nostrils together, purely for medical reasons, if I have to wake up once more with ringing ears due to My Beloved snuggling into my back and snoring down my lug I may kill him.  Ringing ears is a medical conditional but not generally caused by someone snoring at decibel levels similar to the sonic boom, and I'm sure if Your Honour was to hear My Beloved he would let me off with Manslaughter, but rather than risk it I'm gonna use the glue.