Babs probably can’t wait to get back to business. She’s been singlehandedly celebrating Christmas since the kids went back to school in September and must be sick of it.
Coming soon:
Valentine’s Day hot cock station, jumpers and decorated table
Her big red moon face gurning next to a pack of mini eggs. Bonus post about rage DMs from the babettes
A gigantic haul of all manner of horrible bargain bin Christmas shite, to put up for next year and smugly brag about
A mood board/word document about what godawful content she’s planning to foist on us for the next twelve months.
That safety hazard, eyesore mug shelf getting its springtime revamp
Babs being in her absolute element that the kids are out her bleeping sight back in a routine when they return to school