Sunday scaries I used to get the ‘Sunday scaries’. I wanted to make Sunday last as long as it possibly could, because as soon as you go home, you’ve given in. My poor husband. One more place, one more meal, one more drink. One more of anything that means the weekend doesn’t have to end.…

Clean a bit, rest a bit  It’s the half way mark, and I’ve got the day to myself.  My husband is due back from the Stag do tomorrow lunchtime and I want to make sure he walks into a warm and welcoming home.  In my former life, I really struggled to get my head into…

Hopefully I have more to say today  We’ve had unrelenting rainstorms since 2am. Being on the top floor and underneath a flat roof, it is loud. Really loud. Our roof is also the local hang-out spot for magpies, so as soon as the rain stopped hammering down, the magpies started their morning laps. I gave…

I have nothing to say today. My oven was fixed, I made my husband a cake, I cleaned the bathroom. None of this is interesting. I could try and make it interesting by writing something about how baking for my husband makes me feel useful. Often it does, today it doesn’t.  Frankly, I’m still lost. …

It started so hopefully I’ll start by being honest, I’ve been a bit of a crap Trad Wife today.  The day started as usual, I kissed my husband goodbye at the door, cleaned the kitchen, and pottered a bit. Then, the oven repair man came round and diagnosed the issue, he’ll be back tomorrow between…

I forgot the yoga again I didn’t do my planned yoga last night. And I forgot again this morning. I loved it the one day I succeeded in this aim, so I don’t know why I didn’t do it. Maybe I’m lazy? I can’t possibly use the excuse of being too busy anymore. I think…

Is it vanity?  Today’s the day of my chemical peel. I made the mistake last night of looking up all the things that can go wrong, and also what the recovery can look like. Quite possibly in a couple of days my skin will start flaking off in massive pieces like a victim of some…

Namaste I didn’t kiss my husband at the door this morning when he left for work. He was out the door before 5am and I just couldn’t force myself out of bed. I wish I had, he’s away for the next two days.  When I did wake at 6:30, I had my predictable can of…

On Reddit and feminism  My day started with feminist musings before 7am.  Most days I have a scroll through Reddit over my morning can of Monster. I still haven’t given up that habit, not sure if I ever will. The first post that came up on my feed was on the ‘tradwives’ forum, where the…