At the end of a long day with the boys I crash on the lounge. Usually with the laptop and idiot box in the background. This 'me time' at the end of the day is treasured. No interruptions, no endless requests. Sure, I could be folding washing or tidying something but that can all wait for tomorrow.
Remember those times very well, just collapsing on the lounge in front of the TV. Friday night was a bottle of wine and a bag of salt n vinegar chips and no interuptions please.
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