Hitting 30 is easier than cleaning the floor...

I recently turned 30 which is older than 29 and in my book that is just OLD.

Nevertheless I drank like I was 21 for a number of days, partied, celebrated, commiserated and felt like I was 201 for the subsequent week.

However as my life continues so does motherhood. It does not take time out for hangovers and headaches, dry eyeballs, ringing in the ears, the munchies and cramp (the results of too much drink post 29).

I have real problems keeping the house clean and tidy. I can't walk 2 feet without tripping over some toy (or treasured possesion of MINE) that is covered in sticky residue, food and a lone bogey. I figure there is no point tidy things away as we will just have to repeat the 'destroy all things in the house' game the next day. A broken ankle is certainly on the cards.

Which reminds me I MUST clear away those 'tasty naked men' cards I got on holiday when I was 19. Lucy keeps pulling them out to play with and I don't want to damage her mind with Mr Hot Dog....