The budget is broken

Yesterday evening you would’ve found me counting out my coppers at the Sainsbury’s self checkout because I am absolutely, 100%, completely, utterly skint. School summer holidays have been a complete eye opener this year and, despite attempting to budget for it and budgeting well for Charlotte’s birthday […]

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Am I making the most of my day?

I was just lamenting to myself how much I dislike work at the moment, and that it’s really unfair that I have to spend the majority of my week there. And then I paused. I officially work 30.75 hours a week…although granted, on a bad […]

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I’m sorry I’m the mum you hate. 

I’ve recently realised that I’m one of those mum’s. I sewed buttons and cuffs on one of Charlotte’s dresses and hunted down gold balloons so she could be Veruca Salt for Reading Week’s fancy dress day. I sent my daughter to school on Red Nose […]

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Dropping the F-bomb.

I’m holding my hands up…I’m a sweary mum. I TRY my hardest to keep it clean whilst Charlotte is around but if some knobhead (oops) cuts me up in traffic I am likely to call him (or her) out on it at high volume and […]

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Walking on the tight rope.

Mental health is a bitch. It is a reactive, sensitive balancing act that, for some, seems like no problem at all and for others can be a precarious tight rope walk, just waiting to fall and hoping there is a net somewhere deep below.  I […]

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Sayonara 2016, welcome 2017.

Happy new year everyone. I hope you had a good one last night, whatever that may mean.  Despite being childfree, I spent the evening at my best friends house and drank absolutely nothing. I got back home just as Big Ben chimed on the car […]

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