Do I really know what Im doing?

No!! To be honest, but just like in my life Im usually "winging it"....So what has the day brought for me today? Not a great deal. I spent most of the morning trying to work out how to blog, and then chubby came home for his mid day winge, which wasn't quite as bad as usual, but, still contained graphic details of his shitty job.

Then rounds of dentist appointments and football practices and back home to the legions of homework and fighting over the laptop...........my laptop!! They each have their own but of course using theirs doesn't piss me off to the max, and commandeering mine does. And like most kids they enjoy making me ROAR.

Ive decided I shall have to remain anonymous for this blog and have not mentioned any names so far, because I know along the way I shall piss some people off, including friends and family.

Well thats my day done, weve had supper and the kids have argued who is to empty and who is to fill the dishwasher, which is the daily routine in this house.

I have too much to say

I have to much to say to simply rely on other social network sites, and to be honest probably would get asked to leave for saying too much. I can't just tweet in one sentence, I have things to say, issues to resolve, and people to offend!! And as for that other well known site, my kids have 'added' me, which makes it hard to keep up the persona of supermum, when I go into motormouth mode. But I still stay connected to those other sites because I'm scared of missing something.

So why am I THAT mum?

I categorize people all the time, I think maybe I am just a little way up the autistic spectrum, probably along side the people with OCD, but I can live with this.

So I stood ironing my sons uniform this morning, ten minutes before leaving for school, and decided I am THAT mum. Does he ever go to school unironed? No Im not THAT mum, do I iron all the uniforms on a sunday night while the kids are in the bath? No Im not THAT mum either. And it made me wonder about all the other mums like me who live a totally disorganised life behind closed doors, but, to other people you look like this years answer to MOTY (mother of the year).
I know most of my friends are also a little slobby indoors and a little snobby outdoors and of course this is why they are my friends, they cannot judge me and me them.