And it's entirely my own fault!
I stayed up last night watching "Ghosts on the Underground" on Discovery or History or some such channel. I didn't realise it was on +1, so I thought I was going to bed at midnight, and actually I was going to bed at 1 am! Then I was up at 5am because T-Boy had a nightmare and was in our bed, which meant J had rolled over onto me, which meant I was squished into the wall, which meant I woke up!
We are midway through the three week session now, and I don't know if things are getting easier or not. So,e days they are, some days they aren't.
Right now though, the boys are playing nicely, we've been to Tesco and back already (before it gets too hot!) and I'm relaxing on the sofa before doing something complicated.
Like basting a quilt.