the end was just the beginning
The dismantling of my old life continues. On Saturday, the chooks went to their new home. My sister-in-law has graciously agreed to adopt my feathered friends. I just had to catch them and shove them into boxes for the trip ... that was fun and games. Mad chooks squawking and tangling their claw in my... Continue Reading →
It's been an angry week for me. Well, the first few days were pretty fab, but it went steeply downhill from Wednesday onwards. I am trying to swallow the hate and focus on the love, but geez it's freaking hard sometimes. Yesterday Husband asked me about minding the kids for a long weekend so he... Continue Reading →
The youngest has been sick for seven days now and I'm going slightly mad. I'm also running out of things to blog about because all I do is sit around the house watching crappy kids' movies. OK, I'm exaggerating slightly: it was Husband who got stuck with carer duties on Saturday night, Sunday and Monday.... Continue Reading →
After six months of stay-at-home motherhood and a separation, House is leaving home again for the workplace. I signed a new employment contract yesterday. I'll also be leaving my actual home (forever) in 5 weeks. We're scheduled to settle the sale of the house on August 1 and I have no idea where I'll go... Continue Reading →
There was a mini-revolt in the playground last Friday when my youngest daughter was off sick. Every Thursday night she and three of her friends go to skipping training in a nearby suburb, armed with fists full of money they've been given to buy skipping ropes for kids at their school. The youngest marched out... Continue Reading →
My visual entertainment swung between two extremes over the weekend: first The Wolf Of Wall Street, with Leonardo Di Caprio snorting cocaine out of a hooker's butt crack, then Austenland, with Kerri Russell visiting a Jane Austen theme park in search of her real-life Mr Darcy. The Austenland viewing was prompted by inhaling the book,... Continue Reading →
Geezy louisey yesterday was a cracker in the stress stakes. I sold my house, the youngest came down with a vomiting bug and I got the results of my diabetes test. I also waited - and waited - for a work contract to arrive in my in-box ... more about that later ... While... Continue Reading →
I've reached the point where nothing surprises me any longer, which is good, because life keeps serving up gems. Yesterday I gave up fighting a UTI using my mother's remedy of Hiprex - which worked so long as I remembered to take it twice daily, but otherwise slid me backwards into razor blade territory -... Continue Reading →
I'm an unemployed single mother, dumped by her partner of 23 years, selling the family home. Did life really need to find new ways to torture me? Just when I was starting to write all this uplifting stuff about how I'm on the mend, mourning period over ... Raj from the tax office calls to... Continue Reading →
It's been four months since my husband left and I'm wondering if it's unseemly to feel so cheerful already? Shouldn't I still be in mourning? I was chatting to the mum of a school mum at a Verducci party last week and she said she was a mess for 15 months when it happened to... Continue Reading →
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