Bastard Cats Bastard Morrisons

What has a man got to do.



Friday after work I helped a friend get their broadband back up and running and on the way home I called the gf to tell her I was on my way, as i got no reply I left a VM for her, with this I guessed she was having an afternoon nap whilst my son was, so I decided to get my haircut. I text the gf to let her know that, if it wasn't busy this is what I would be doing, so get my haircut and go home. She is in bed my son in his so I was correct, but she starts moaning at me.



"You've had your haircut"

"Yes I text you to let you know"

"but our son needs his doing"

"I'll take him tomorrow"

"and i wanted to go in to town"

"We still can"

"Well you could have waited, now tomorrow is going to ruined"

"If you say so"

and I walk out of the room and wake our son up.



So we forget about town and end up going to tesco for dinner bits, we find nothing and end up with KFC.


After dinner and I have put our son to bed I see if she fancies a bath to relax, to which she says would be great. She spends about an hour in there, with me popping in now and again (once to have a shave, just in case things heat up) and another to bring in her a glass of water and massage her shoulders and arms so get her back in to relax mode. When she gets out she goes to bed and i am left on my tod, so go and watch a film and go to sleep.


Saturday we had someone from the department of nosey people, a surveyor for a housing survey being carried out by the government and also the landlords round. So up early to give it a quick clean, well for me it was as the gf wasn't feeling to great so I had to do most of it (again) and had to let the visitors know that the main bedroom was out of bounds. So the surveyor did what he had to and when he went the landlords arrived so I chatted to them over coffee and they had a look round just to make sure there was no work that needed doing or we hadn't trashed the place.



The gf got up around half 10ish and got dressed and we go to town and do a couple of bits and do some shopping again in the supermarket, once again forgetting things so we pop in to the other one on the way home. The evening was spent on the sofa once my son had gone to bed, but when she switched casualty on I went upstairs and left her to it.

I had a bit of a lie in on Sunday as I didn't need to be up for anything this time and after the past few weekends with my mum staying or taking my son for his swimming lessons was nice. Once up me and my son had brekkie and he went and watched his cartoons as I sorted out the beds and stripping for washing, with all that done I cleaned the kitchen up hung the washing out and played in the garden for a while. Lunch time was over quickly and time for our weekly swim.

before i left though I had put out some chicken and sausages to defrost in the garden, now normally i stick it all in a lunchbox and put a lid on, this time I just left it out with the cling film on, so off we went for a couple of hours. On our return there was a cat sitting on the table in the garden and its head was in the chicken, I flipped, I ran to the back door and was banging away, the cat looked at me and I swear it smirked and carried on, so I got the back door key and ran out, the cat vanished and I was left pissed off, my son was upset as that meant no barbecue, so off we went to morrisons as it is quite close, but they had sweet FA in that we could use, so we picked up a few things and made the best we could. Evening was spent with me upstairs as she was watching Midsummers murders and I can't stand it, once again no action and on my tod, but hey at least I got to watch what I wanted.