Playing house.

My mum has worked night's since Charlie was born, So that's six years, since i was 11.

She also tends to work a lot of weekend nights so it's me, Dad, Jess and Charlie alone for the weekend, which yeah, you know, sucks, but you get used to it, i see her in the week and stuff so it's not like i never see her and i see her before she goes to work and what not. But ever since she started nights, being the oldest in the house (minus my dad) i had until recently had to help out a lot if i wasn't busy. Well today being the first sunday in a while i've woke up on my own and in my bed i decided to help out, I got dropped off at asda while dad went to take charlie to the park, left to get £60 of shopping and then got picked up again.

Thing is, i like it. I can't wait until i have my own house and i am driving to the supermarket to stock up my fridge with everything i could possibly want, maybe with a guy and some kids too. Fact is, my life is gonna rock :D

I like playing house, maybe one day i'll have my own, and a little purple or green matiz outside and an editing studio out back.

Roll on life.