Life's a zoo

Ok, it's official. School holidays drive me insane.

I love my children, I really do, but honestly whoever decided that kids need holidays from school clearly had a nanny or owned a clown or some other form of child entertainment. Oh no, hang on, I get it, it was a MAN wasn't it?! A man who obviously never had to be the one staying home looking after them during the never-ending, crazy-making, please-somebody-kill me school holidays.

Today has, so far, been about 38 and a half hours long. Whenever I desperately look at the clock it's only 5 minutes later than it was last time. Why? Oh why? I just want to feed them dinner, get them bathed, read a couple of stories and get them the hell to bed and pour myself a LARGE gin & tonic. But no, today has been an endless, non-alcoholic stream of 'Groundhog Hours'. I've never been so desperate for a drink and tea just isn't cutting for me today.

I can hear all my Northern Hemisphere friends sympathising, 'yes' they say 'summer holidays are certainly a challenge'. Well, here's the thing folks, it's not summer here. I'm talking about the two week mid-term winter break. Two weeks! And I'm going mental! You see it's raining. We can't go out because of it. It's so dark and dismal and wet that I can't even see if the sun is over the yard arm so that I can have a drink. So we're holed up here drawing, making stuff, watching movies and trying not kill each other.

Fortunately this is the second week so if I can just get myself through the next 3 days we'll be home free. Now, where's the Margarita Mix.......