Flora

Our (new) cleaner keeps leaving this bloody flamingo (that weirdly Cronin adores) in different places every week.

It's freaking me out and mostly because I've discovered I have very rigid views about where things 'live' in our house.

#FFS. Stop. Moving. My. Stuff. Around.

I am however, mostly delighted to have a cleaner so I must not grumble.

In the rest of today's news, I went to work and once I finished what I had to do (more EHCP requests) I walked them down to the local authority. I then had to wait for 30 minutes for someone to 'sign' for them. I was trying so hard not to lose my shit that instead, I burst into tears. Awkward.