'Have I Got Ironing To Do? Really?'

My husband wrote 'IRONING' on my knuckles this morning, just incase I forgot to do it. Again.

I've tried every delaying tactic in the book - reading, filing my nails, talking on the phone, surfing the net, eating chocolate, dancing about the living room and trying on my shoes and clothes.

The ironing pile is still there though and I will now have tackle it. I have a lot to do before I have Paul's dinner is on the table at 17.25pm (yeh, right)!!!

Wish me luck and happy blipping.

ps - should admit that it was really me writing on my knuckles! Sorry Paul. Anything for a blip...