It occurred to me today that - once again! - I am neglecting number one son. The twins are being good(ish) which is great but I don't feel as if my first born is getting enough time. It's a vicious circle: I concentrate on the toddler and the twins don't get enough attention; I concentrate on the twins and the toddler doesn't get enough. How the hell do I find a balance?
On to other things. Tomorrow is weigh-in day and - once again! - I have eaten and drank way too much. I'm finding it extremely hard to find the disciplin to start this diet properly. I've been on it now for a few weeks but I just seem to fluctuate between being good and being bad. Must try harder...!
And Girl One? Well, she's been on the back burner for a while now, never mentioned, never thought about (actually, I think about her quite a lot, but that's just between me and you). Spend a nice half hour flirting with her the other day - and getting some back too, I thought. But never mentioned. Especially to Wifey. So how come - out of the blue - she asked me about her the other day? The sort of comment that women throw into the mix to catch us guys out. Like she knows I've got a thing for her, even though she shouldn't have the faintest idea. But there was also something else, a distinct impression that Wifey thinks there might be something for her to be concerned about. (But there's not.) Hmmmmm.
Bye bye.