"Daddy got held up at work"...
Bear rolls away, faces the wall.
"You always do that".
...
*stomach tightens*
"Sorry luffy, it'll improve soon..."
In fact work has been getting a bit saner. But that doesn't stop the parent guilt or my desire to improve things further.
That feeling stayed with me all the next day, I was running for the lifts when I finally got out. Got home just in time, but thankfully Bear gave out a big hug and seemed satisfied with my efforts. But I swear she said something like "Improvement..." Mitts just laughed and tackled me, as always...
My Cup runneth over
                      -
                    
*A Melbourne Cup poem*
Pish posh
Splurge your dosh
On some flimsy fashion tosh
Plish plosh
Big fat drops
Til the grounds are all awash
Glug slosh 
Splash...
11 hours ago
