I had a plan for the week, all carefully worked out in order to maximise the painting potential. As with all plans there is potential for them to go fully tits up from outside sources and that's exactly what happened.
Now don't get me wrong sometimes plans go that way and at least these plans had good reason to go wrong. Above I had carefully organised the days work before the end of the day last night. I made my plan for today without any regard to outside influences, then wallop 11 o'clock last night the daughter went into labour. The wife naturally went to the hospital to assist as they do in such matters.
I was left to look after the boys while they slept. Fine I thought, but I cant go to sleep as I would not even hear a bomb go off once I hit the pillow. So awake all night I stayed not making any noise to disturb them watching drivel on the idiots lantern. I say drivel I really mean the dregs of society in reality why repeat crap like Jeremy Kyle show, its bad enough that these people get air time in the first place.
Dawn broke and no sign of the wife so at this point I knew my plans were going belly up, a phone call from her also said nothing yet, so I remained on duty. The boys both off school with Norovirus (thankfully I have stayed safe) then decide to spend the entire day fighting so I knew I was not getting to work anytime soon as I played referee.
Happily the wife rang around noon to let me know I had just become a Grandad. Yes the Great Hall has a shiny new addition as I now have a Grand daughter weighing in at a hefty 9lb 2.5 oz.
Have a good one people