I bet your house is a HOMEI can't lie, it's a lovely house. I feel a bit tit watching that. Our house is only small. I hope she's happy selling her children's privacy for her big, multi roomed house.
I bet your house is a HOMEI can't lie, it's a lovely house. I feel a bit tit watching that. Our house is only small. I hope she's happy selling her children's privacy for her big, multi roomed house.
No you’re not; the only time my house ever looks that spotless is when mine have gone out with their dad and I’ve just finished a deep clean… and sat down with a cuppa for 5 minutes peace before they get home and trash the placeAm I doing life wrong, because I am wondering how any house can be THAT clean and spotless with two kids. I have one child and I find it difficult to keep my house tidy. The house doesn’t even look lived in.
Nope! I have one child and carers who come in twice a day for 2 hours to help out and my home still isn’t a shell. It’s lived in, there’s washing always lurking, bloody cobwebs that people miss, bits of washing up and no matter how many times anyone hoovers or cleans the bathroom floor it’ll look like it needs doing again in an hour. Totally unrealistic and not relatable at all.Am I doing life wrong, because I am wondering how any house can be THAT clean and spotless with two kids. I have one child and I find it difficult to keep my house tidy. The house doesn’t even look lived in.
I haven't watched her stories I'm off all social because my mental health is really bad.I can't lie, it's a lovely house. I feel a bit tit watching that. Our house is only small. I hope she's happy selling her children's privacy for her big, multi roomed house.
She can't do much work sitting on that chair in her office either or they would be marks where she'd pushed it backwards and forwards to sit down. The whole house feels unloved, its cold and soullessHalf term and you have an empty house with hoover lines. They cannot live happily in that house no way. It’s not lived in at all
don’t feel tit. I do sometimes so I understand (wish I made better choices when I was younger and then I wouldn’t be living in a flat and sleep on a Sofabed in the living room so my teenagers can have their own space). Our home is full of love and memories and I bet yours is too. Her home and lifestyle isn’t normal so don’t compare. She sold her kids and soul to the internet and I would never not even for that house.I can't lie, it's a lovely house. I feel a bit tit watching that. Our house is only small. I hope she's happy selling her children's privacy for her big, multi roomed house.
Arsenal Hole still gets me every time and the newly coined Motorbike diseaseEvery now and then some clever tattler coins a phrase that has me every time I read it. The last one was B tech Brad but now it’s oven ready . That poor pink chicken, I feel so bad laughing at her name..