Aches, pains and no babysitter.

Band practice went well last night, first in a while that I haven't "lubricated" my vocal chords with alkyhol, although I think the red bull may have had a similar dehydrating effect!

Got back in around half past midnight, and almost immediately I stepped through the door I was aching all over. I went into the bedroom and I was freezing. So much so I actually had to sleep with some clothes on! Go-To-Work Mum put it down to the preceding night's lack of sleep and I'm inclined to agree - I do feel better today, but surprisingly weak. I'm hoping I'm not coming down with anything, seeing as I have a gig tonight and one next week as well.

So Go-To-Work Mum's at work today and I have The Boy to myself. After his breakfast of cheese on toast (a favourite of his) he's just been playing with his toys, which now they've been sorted out and tidied seems to lead him to only play with one thing at a time, as opposed to the 'toy fatigue' he seems to get when just getting all his toys out and then ignoring them to play with the keyboard or mouse!

I found some batteries lying around, and they happened to be the correct size, so I put them in The Boy's toy henry hoover, which now actually sucks! Just small bits of fluff and paper and the like, but that means The Boy can now at least do his bit towards The Chores!

That aside, we're desperately trying to find a babysitter for a couple of hours so Go-To-Work Mum can come to the gig with me. Sometimes it feels that when we're looking for a sitter no-one is interested. Although folks will complain that they haven't seen The Boy for a while, and are quite happy to drop round unannounced (Is it just me or is a phonecall to check if its convenient too much to ask for?), there always seems to be a dearth of people willing to look after him in the evening, whether for a couple of hours or even ( the holy grail of sitting) overnight.

I know it sounds like I'm moaning, but that's largely due to the fact that I am moaning. In fact I cannot remember the last time we didn't have The Boy overnight. The closest we've got to that recently was Nana Hugs looking after him overnight at our flat whle we went to a party (not the same as getting rid for the night, as the flat is not just to ourselves when we get back), but she won't be able to look after him for a while due to having her hip replaced recently. We'll see what happens. It'll probably end up that Sister looks after him while GTW Mum comes to the gig, which is OK, but I like to have as many people there as I can, rather than having them cover Boysitter duty. Oh well.

So what's on the agenda for the rest of today? Well The Boy seems quite happy playing at the moment, I need to get ready for tonight, do some vocal exercises, get in the right mindset and, oh yeah, eat some food!

Maybe not a lot to say today, but still, I've said it.

Until tomorrow,

The Stay-At-Home Dad