We had a great day today, sledging, art and craft, I even claimed back the playroom. It looked beautiful. Oh yes, good day. The snow really started to fall too, it looked wonderful.
The playroom looked so good I thought I'd evict the kids from the kitchen where their school desks have moved to; complete with glue, Plasticine, sellotape, paper, scissors, everything arty, plus Lego.....and then there's the glitter.... .... shudder!! I wanted my kitchen back..... to be kitchen-y.
I called Hubby;
'Come home now, the snow's really bad' I pleaded.
'I will leave soon, but I've got to finish this meeting,' he said. 'But my battery's almost out on my phone so I'm switching off now in case I need it desperately later.'
I lit the open fire for the sproglets in the playroom, using up a shake of the old coal from the derelict cottage, I stuck a Santa movie on the 'video machine' .... yes they really DO still exist and settled the kiddies down on the big old sofa.
Soon the smoke started and started and started and billowed and plumed and engulfed the room then the hall and then the hallway.
It was so bad I googled how to put out a wood fire before finally chucking a huge bucket of water on it.
The house smells awful. I want to cry and I can't even contact Hubby.
My throat is raw but the babies are fine I tucked them in the kitchen while the inferno stank my house out.
Sometimes life sucks.