☼thanks for that...

so this weekend has been the best in a long time, for starters it was three days long, thats an extra 24hours away from the hell hole we're forced to call school (dontcha just love bank holidays). so me and the girls decided to take advantage of this miricle and party at holly winders ;) well, it wasn't really a party but i insist it was, loud music, lotsa friends, no parents and alcohol. oh yeah, definately a party. anyway, the morning after this party we went home and then came back again in the afternoon to do it all again. so, as you can imagine, i was in an amazing mood this morning when i woke up, sure i was a little tired but hey, you gotta make sacrifices.

thats me on the left tickling lili's head.

back to the point, at half 11, i walked through the door to my house full of joy and happiness only to be greeted by silence. no "hi caitlin, did you have a nice time?" no "hello" not even a "who is it?" no nothing. so that dampened my mood a little. i walked into the dining room to make sure i hadn't just imagined the three other people who i'd thought lived in the same house as me for the past 14 years of my life, only to find the mood dampening had only just started.

as i walked round the door, i saw my mum up a ladder painting the ceiling. we've got a new tv for the world cup and for some reason my mum thinks that means we have to redecorate the whole room, we've had the wallpaper stripped off, everything plastering, the whole room painted a completely different colour, she's even decided the wooden floors too dark so she actually going to rub the whole thing down with sand paper to make it lighter, anyway, thats a completely different story. so she looks down at me from the top of this ladder with an angry expression on her face, so i made the biggest mistake ever and asked her what was wrong, here was her reply:

"YOU WANT TO KNOW WHATS WRONG? I'VE BEEN UP HERE FOR DAYS WORKING ON THIS ROOM, DAYS! AND HAVE I HAD ANY HELP? NO! ALL I ASKED YOU TO DO WAS HOOVER THE DUST FROM UNDER YOUR BED AND PICK YOUR BRACELET UP OFF YOUR FLOOR AND HAVE YOU DONE IT? NO!" so that was me told, my good mood more than dampened, it had been completely drenched and was now a big wet puddle of sadness.

the ladder my mum was up in the dining room which really didn't need decorating

so, i headed off to the cupboard to get the hoover and carried it - well i say carried, it was more like yank it up each step - all the way up stairs, i'm sure that hoovers started sucking up lead. anyway, i plugged it in, hovered all my room and picked my bracelet up, then in an attempt to put my mum in a good mood, i hoovered the rest of upstairs, then took the hoover back down stairs and put it away.

i went back into the dining room to inform my mum of my handy work, this time when i walked in, she'd come down the ladder and was with my dad trying to get the radiator off the wall. "mum, i've hoovered my room and ive done the rest of upstairs for you." so i was stood there smiling, thinking, great, she's going to be pleased with me, only for my puddle of sadness to be put in a bucket, carried for a bit and then emptied again into a sea of misery. "WHAT?! YOU'VE BEEN IN THE BATHROOM WITH THE HOOVER?!" "no mum, i used the nozzle" "DID YOU GO INBETWEEN ALL THE GAPS IN THE TILES?" "yes mum, i did" "DID YOU DO UNDER THE BATH?" "ermm, no i don't think i did, sorry" "DIDN'T THINK SO, I'M THE ONLY ONE WHO DOES ALL THE WORK IN THIS HOUSE!"

and with that, i gave up completely on my once 'good mood' and went into my newly dustless bedroom, sulked on my bed and listened to florence on my ipod for a while. finally, my good mood was begining to return, then i heard a shout from downstairs "HAVE YOU DONE ALL YOUR HOMEWORK CAITLIN?"

great.

thanks for that mum.
until next time,
mynameisCAITLIN☼