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Stuck in the middle

No as usual it's not about the song but it's about the weekend to come. Everyone will be here as is usual I'm not sure exactly when but as is every second weekend this one will be a bit different, my wife will return from her job (thank God), my son will be home for the first time since he started his new job and as usual I'll be stuck in the middle with all sorts of questions filling the air and I won't know which question to listen to. Of course I don't mind as it'll be great to have the whole family together and even though it'll be bedlam it'll be nice to see everyone and listen to what's new in their lives, talking, eating and playing games, that's the way this weekend will go. Probably apart from the questions and incessant talking they'll probably be talking about one of our dogs who went for a haircut yesterday and came back looking like a skeleton on four legs only the head reminded me that she was one of our dogs and not a frankenstein dog, ha, ha. As usual my daughter will make sure everything is clean and tidy a job my wife normally helps with but now it's all down to my daughter, it's good because when she gets married she'll have to do the same thing in her house so now is a perfect time to get used to it,I'll try to help but I'll be more of a hinderence than a help but I will try, even if it's getting out of the way which is great for me as I don't perticularly like housework unless I really have to do it. Well that's all for now as it's almost time for my daughter to get up to go to work and of course give me my orders of what I have to do after shes had her coffee of course, it seems that no one can get their head together without that first cup of coffee in the morning. If you enjoyed todays topic although it was about my family then like, follow and share, I hear her coming down the stairs so I better sign off. Thank you. 

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