Glue sniffer.

Worked ALL day. Again.
Going to be ill.
Throat sore, earache, glands going up balloons.
The cats sniffing glue.
MrC has arrived home early, cos he's starving.
The tea isn't going to be ready till half six.
The darling son has smashed his phone.
The first daughters moaning she's got headache.
The second one can't find the glue stick lid.
That's it.
We're doomed.