So tonight I’m off to a charity awards dinner. As per usual I have to attempt looking presentable while caring for Reilly. I got this. I’ve planned it. New spinny Christmas light up thingy purchased for £2.49 will buy 5 minutes, Max and Ruby on Dvd at least 10 minutes, chicken nuggets and smiley faces on a plastic plate for extra caution.
I run a bath feeling positive I can manage a 5 minute dunk. I have the keys with me in the bathroom, windows are locked, electric to the cooker off and he’s in the room next door to me. I can do this! What could go wrong?
I heard him coming, I forgot about the lock on the outside of the door to stop him flooding it. My big fat arse unable to move fast enough to get to the door, rising out the bath like a killer whale with less grace and flooding it anyway.
You’ll be pleased to hear that he did eventually let me out without any damage caused and both of our fundraisers won awards tonight!!