On the surface of it, I have a good life. Really, I do. I have a happy (most of the time) and healthy (most of the time) family, I have a decent (fairly) job where I get to combine my hobby (writing) with work and I have a husband who loves me, and he loves me a lot. We live in a country where the climate is always, always hot. Nice huh? Hmmmmm, not so much. Not when the sweat bursts out of your pores and cascades down your back as soon as you step out of your front door. Oh, and our children (I hate the word ‘kids’ – they’re not goats after all, though they may eat everything in sight, sound like they’re bleating when I try to ignore them and sometimes shit on the floor) behave (most of the time).
I’m Mrs All Screwed Up and welcome to my blog. This is an insight into my mind that no-one ever gets to see except me. Not my best friend (that’s my husband by the way) not my mum, not my dad, not my sister…not anyone. That’s why you won’t ever find out who I am either, you’ll just get to see how my mind works and how my heart feels.