Working hard - I deserve a day of rest
I have been working really hard the past few weeks. I'm trying to get everything done and sorted out before the Ramadan break. By 'really hard' - I mean that I've been leaving the house at 7:30 in the morning and not getting back home until around 10 o'clock at night. Hubby is complaining and my reply is to ask him if he has finished the things that are on his list to do before Ramadan. Guess what? Hardly anything is crossed off his list.... grrrrr! Mr Balah Wassah is going to get a kick in the butt soon.
Yusef told me last night that his grandmother (the Libyan one) has requested a new alarm clock. Every year, at this time of the year, I take her out shopping to stock up on things for Ramadan. The alarm clock request is her polite way of hinting that it's time to do our annual shopping trip. I told Yusef to inform her to be ready on Saturday morning - and NOT to tell her when any of my sisters-in-law were hanging about. I don't want this to turn into a circus - which is what will happen if I'm dragging any of the sisters-in-law along.
I'm just going to hang around today. It's been a long and arduous week - time to just sit back and relax for a day.