Got home, changed into 18 year olds singlet dress & leopard tights, made a fabulous apple crumble, and dinner for all the family (wife and 4 girls tonight).
My high heel, over knee boots had a sole failure at Sylvia Park shops at the weekend so after I finished making dinner (just before wife got home from work), I changed into my outdoor clothes, and went to the garage to fix my boots.
No sooner had I gone to the garage - Miss 18 leaves the house and shouts out that she is taking her dress & tights. I'd only had them off for 5 minutes and there gone.
That's life in my house, if your not wearing it, someone else will.
This Saturday, Miss 12 turns 13, and hopefully I'll also get a couple of hours to panel & paint 18 year olds boyfriends car after wife gave it a bit of rubbing yesterday with her car.
This plan will leave Sunday free for me to dress up and get out again in my new blue dress - let's hope.