Ah, it’s Not Me Monday time. Feel free to join Mckmama (the inventor of this lovely blog carnival), me, and hundreds of others as we choose to be brutally honest (*ahem*) and live to tell about it.
I am not super tired this morning. My bodyclock is totally sorted after a half-term break of early nights and peaceful mornings. I did not just work out that I am up and typing this a full half-hour earlier than I went to bed on Friday. I so did not end up on Hawaiian time.
I totally did not choose to shop for dinner for the boys and I at the more expensive store on Sunday, justifying the extra five pounds it might cost me because I just could not face the crowds at the Asda of Doom in Leyton.
I did not travel down from Oxfordshire to London and then across town (two tubes, a train, and a ten minute walk) dressed like this (not not seen, the multicoloured pj bottoms, bright ribbons round the knees, swirly converse and a blue skirt).
I did not do a *happy dance* when I realised it was June and I move to London next month! 🙂
Oh, and I am not posting this first thing before the others and linking later because I know I’ll be sleeping as soon as I’m in the door tonight.
Have a great Monday!