Not done much over the last couple of days, but I feel like I've run a marathon whilst baking cakes and dragging the hoover (well, dyson actually) behind me (and I haven't even done the hoovering!).
Yesterday, all I did was cook the dinner, wash up and make 3 jars of mixed berry jam. Today, we've been food shopping, which was a bit of a nightmare as the world and his wife plus all their crying, demanding and running around children decided to go too.....if I had a £ for each time one of the little brats trod on my foot, ran into the back of my legs or barged past me without of course an 'excuse me', I'd have added a couple of bottles of nice wine to my shopping. Other than that, I've made the bed (well, dragged the duvet up into a slightly less wrinkled state), made a quick tomato & mozzarella salad for lunch, washed up then prepared a lamb biryani for dinner. And that's it. And it feels like something electrical has been attached to me and sucked out all my energy.
Think it's lack of sleep. I've never been a good sleeper, suffering with insomnia my entire life.....when I was about 7 Mum took me to the doctor about it - he just said "oh she'll grow out of it". Erm, how much more growing do I have to do?! Normally, I cope alright with it, being so used to it I guess, but every so often it catches up with me and I'm shattered for a couple of days. I guess I'm feeling it more as I get older :-(