the end was just the beginning
The declutter-a-thon continues ... the latest room to get a joosh is the eldest's under-the-sea themed bedroom. The eldest takes after her mother and is a terrible horder. The bags of stuff I've secretly tossed from her room while she's been on holidays with her dad ... HUGE. Inspiration for the bedroom came from a... Continue Reading →
I'm stepping back in time ... to Sunday. It's been so frantic that I haven't had a chance to do it justice until now. Waving my munchkins off at 9am wasn't bulk fun. The realisation we'd never do the road trip to the in-laws as a family again was a bit confronting. And it sucked... Continue Reading →
"Heartburn. That, it seemed to me as I lay in bed, was what I was suffering from. That summed up the whole mess: heartburn. Compound heartburn. Double-digit heartburn. Terminal heartburn. The tears poured from my eyes as I lit on the image, and the only thing that might have made it even more satisfyingly melodramatic... Continue Reading →
The kids are leaving today. They're going on a road trip with Husband to visit their grandparents and cousins. Normally, I would accompany them on such familial excursions. But not this time. In fact, never again. The eldest wanted to know why I couldn't come too ... in a separate car. Sigh. Fark divorce sucks.... Continue Reading →
I feel ashamed that I wrote a blog a few days ago called The worst thing DID happen, blithely unaware that someone I care about had lost their husband in an accident. I opened an email from her yesterday afternoon and my mouth literally fell open in shock. She has daughters not much older than... Continue Reading →
The more things change the more they stay the same ... just take the new slew of naked celeb covers that debuted this week on the stands ... >> Megan Gale bared her gorgeous, 30 weeks pregnant figure on the cover of the May edition of Marie Claire Australia. Megan confessed she felt both "liberated"... Continue Reading →
You know how I was catastrophising yesterday? Well I had my meeting and it was every bit as shite as I thought it would be. That's not exactly what's supposed to happen with catastrophising. Psych Central says: "Catastrophizing is an irrational thought a lot of us have in believing that something is far worse than it... Continue Reading →
Yesterday wasn't the best of days. I catastrophised my arse off about a meeting that's coming up. I decided the sky would fall down when it took place. Until 3pm, when it was time to pick the kids up from school. Can't really catastrophise while preparing afternoon snacks and packing flippers for swimming lessons. And... Continue Reading →
Anne of Green Gables and I have been through a lot together in the past few months. I've been reading a chapter to the kids most nights since what feels like forever. When we first curled up on the couch together, Husband would laugh appreciatively at Anne's breathless speeches. Then he got all grouchy about the... Continue Reading →
The "drafts" box in my gmail account is very full at the moment. I've been writing emails that express what I REALLY think, then not pressing "send". I keep it safe by not putting anyone's name in the "to" box. It's really quite cathartic, because I tell myself I will send all those emails one... Continue Reading →
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