so the last 24 hours have been rather random. yesterday i was mostly in and out of being in the complete dark whilst trying to develop product for AW13. luckily i had been clever enough and packed a torch.
the hot topic this week is all about mothers, working and what that all costs. weirdly on tuesday i pulled a piece of paper from my pocket to find OUCH. the very next day i received a call from LBC radio to chat to nick ferrari about childcare costs in the uk capital and what impact this is having on london families. two days later i get tagged in a meme, a mothers working meme to be precise. tagged by the daily mum and started by pret a mummy (bargain mummy) and mother.wife.me. spooky.
today out of my pocket i pulled the monthly invoice from the nursery. i tend to ignore this each month and just let it come out of the account without having to look at it too much, as it’s just too painful. normally it’s popped into ronnies bag and i put it up stairs in the study and it gets filed. however it wasn’t in his bag it had been handed to me personally and for some strange reason, today i decided to open the envelope and read it. how painful was it? it was one thousand, three hundred and eighty-one pounds and fifty-three pence worth of pain.