Just when I thought... it wasn't going to get much worse.
It did.
BIG TIME.
Ok, so no deaths, breakages, accidents or suicide attempts, but still a huge-ass bomb. Take a seat, keep hydrated and breathe. Slowly.
You've finally got used to the crazy parents - yes, it has taken 4 months to date. You've just about worked out how to 'manage' them, including juggling their consecutive-week schedule. And then just when this morning was good, fairly stress-free and things went to plan, the most organised and marginally tidier parent - the one who actually remembers to pay me and pays for the other parent - announces he's going on a four-month round-the-world skiing holiday.
OH. MY. GOD.
Oh, and he's leaving tomorrow. Yep. Not next week, not in a few months. TOMORROW. Tomorrow. Demain. Le jour PROCHAIN. Would it have been too difficult to ask for a NORMAL family??
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