I think I am getting over this flu, slowly but surely. I sincerely doubt that I have caught up on any of the hours of sleep that have gone missing due to lingering coughs and aching joints. Because of this, I have found myself in that place, - you know the place - nestled somewhere between incredibly irrational and slightly hysterical. I believe I am leaning towards the latter, as everything (everything!!) seems to be slightly amusing.
I have to admit that I am quite good at finding the funny side of most things, but I raise my own eyebrows at the fact that I nearly choked from laughing so hard when my vaccuum went kaput in my hands. Yep, the neck snapped right off and I found this the funniest thing ever!!!! It was in fact, not funny at all, as my floors are in definite need of some attention and I wanted so much to have the house clean for the weekend.
So I resorted to sweeping the floor! (Aghast - step back into the dark ages!) But the hilarity did not end there. As I swept the school room, I collected lots of glitter and sequins which Ellie had liberally spread around earlier in the day, and then found an odd assortment of little dead insects in a corner behind the bin (see what I mean about my floor needing some attention!). These things, combined in the dustpan made me start to giggle again. Thoughts of disco insects, and star-spangled gymnastic ants went through my sleep deprived brain and I had to sit down.
Ellie and Harri found me and wanted to know what I was laughing about - I tried to explain - but in the end they chuckled at me politely and moved on as quickly as possible.
It must be difficult for them. Sigh......