It’s getting old

I got my hair cut heaps shorter yesterday. I'd let it grow all long and blah. It was making me feel all long (in the tooth) and blah. Well, that and five hundred million other things. Fecking life as a fecking single almost-50 mum is fecking challenging sometimes. Especially if your hair is the wrong length, that... Continue Reading →

I’m outta here

I've decided it's time for a blogging break. It's been a frantic first term shepherding two kids through school and their various extra-curricular activities while also working full time and dealing with other blerky stuff we can only talk about in person over a glass of Chardy. I'm feeling a bit threadbare. So, since the... Continue Reading →

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