Stressed.

I try to clean up my flat but it never seems to get any better. I feel like I can never catch up. I feel overwhelmed. I just can’t ever get properly organised. I just spilt tea all down me while typing this post. I’m sat here chilling out after washing the cats bowls. Then, Mister, brings in a mouse and is currently playing with it. He thinks that they’re something to chase. I will take it off him after I’ve finished my tea. He’s happy and managing not to lose the mouse. I’m quite skilled at catching them too. I have to be so that I can get rid of any wild life which they bring in here. Mimi doesn’t do it often but Mister does it regularly.

Mummy I’ve made a friend…. we are ‘playing’…