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Aug. 22nd, 2006 07:17 pmIt's been one of those days.
One of those days where the kids are cranky, and no one likes what you made for dinner, and some ruddy git in the International Affairs office whines that your letter to the Bulgarian Ministry of Magical Defense was 'poorly worded,' and your husband is whistling, for Merlin's sake.
One of those days.
So after dinner Nymphadora holes herself up in the study, a strong cup of tea at her elbow and a pile of work in front of her on the desk.
One of those days where the kids are cranky, and no one likes what you made for dinner, and some ruddy git in the International Affairs office whines that your letter to the Bulgarian Ministry of Magical Defense was 'poorly worded,' and your husband is whistling, for Merlin's sake.
One of those days.
So after dinner Nymphadora holes herself up in the study, a strong cup of tea at her elbow and a pile of work in front of her on the desk.