Danger Woman.

So far today I've managed to turn a load of white laundry pink courtesy of one of Kit's red t shirts, which was hiding in the ottom of the basket. After which I attempted to soak the red out, forgot to turn the taps off in the laundry and returned from drum lessons with Seb to find my studio two inches deep in water. And yes, I know it can always get worse. I just really really don't want it to. I'm a total menace to society when I'm tired. God only knows what's gonna happen next. I'm gonna keep well away from sharp objects, fire and heavy machinery until I get some zz's. I want to rest in peace, not in pieces.