Tea-totalling…

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This should be me… but I don’t actually remember the last time I drank alcohol… I know it’s been a few weeks though :p

Having a 17 year old Princess with a job and no Ps yet, means I am the designated driver just about every single night :/ It’s been work the last few nights, TAFE last night, work tonight, a different job tomorrow night, then this job again… then movies with a friend Saturday…

But I’ll be drinking Saturday. Lots!

The kids were meant to be having Fathers’ Day weekend with their… father! Surprise! He used to think Fathers’ Day was the day he got to do what he wanted alone… and Mothers’ Day was the day I got to spend with the kids (along with the other 364)… But he’s cancelled… My fault of course – I won’t do 12+ hours of driving this weekend so he can see them… and I am so damned fed up with saying to people – HE LEFT!!!! TWICE! Sigh… So I’ve planned a BBQ at mine, and now I will have kids in tow for the hangover… Maybe I should have half a glass instead 😉

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Hashtags

What is it with the sudden resurgence of hashtags? In my age group… The kids think we are hilarious btw… I think any that hadn’t previously disowned their parents, have now…

But the thing is… I find myself doing it back! Ridiculous ones too…

#notinthemood #youpissmeoff #tryingsohardnottohateyou

Conversations with the fam…

I should simply record every conversation I have with a family member. They’re so rare… And short! 

Step-mother answered the phone: … Oh, you finally called!

Me: yeah… Phones work both ways… And besides, I’ve called, but you guys aren’t ever home when I call… 

Step-mother: your father was going to call you tomorrow. We got tired of waiting for you to call!

Me:…

Dad: hey. I was going to call you! I got tired of waiting for you to call…

Me: I’m the only one who calls you… You’re the only family member I do call… You really want to push it?

Dad: Awww. Are you having a bad day? 

Sigh… Pleasantries for 30 seconds… Mostly me asking questions – how’s your health? What have you been doing? How is everyone? 

Finally… 

Me: yes, I’ve had a cold (can’t visit when I have a cold). Busy as always. We’ve just moved house! 

Some interest for another 30 seconds! But it doesn’t last… In the middle of me telling him about my new house…

Dad: oh! Someone’s trying to call. I’ll call you next week! 

And he’s gone…

So here I am. Almost August. And time reminds me… There’s been a lot happening this year… So many things… And no one in my family knows any of them. No one knows I decided on a new career. My dad is the only one I’ve told I moved house. No one knows the wizard has been diagnosed. No one knows my own health issues. No one knows anything… There are so many things from the last 12 months… So many big moments… And they don’t know any of them. And I don’t know theirs… And… I’m truly not interested. 

Cake day

A cup of tea and… Well… Two pieces of cake… Because it’s that kind of day 😉

The old real estate sent an email ‘reminding’ me… I want to respond and tell them it’s only a reminder if they’ve already told me… That I need to use heavy duty cleaner and a scrubbing brush to get rid of the scratches on the deck, because it was almost new when we moved in a year ago. I have no idea where to begin… No cleaner is going to remove scratches… And it’s faded because that’s what decks do!! That’s not my problem!

The nicest real estate… Until I decided to leave :/ they can’t find anyone to take over. And no one will. The house is falling down. I can’t wash the walks without the paint coming off…. Or clean the Windows without the panes loosening a little more…

Sigh…

So tea and cake it is!

Fill my cup…

I have no more to give today. Why do people demand so much? I don’t want empty words thrown back at me when I say I’m empty either… I need substance occasionally. And I need to stop giving. I just don’t have enough for everyone. I need to shut the world out completely… But there’s a very big part of me that knows that once I do… I don’t think I’ll ever let it back in…

Words…

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My eldest son smokes pot… against my wishes… but he doesn’t live here (and even if he did, I’m not sure what I could do)…

My youngest son keeps coming to me and saying – Can I have a cone? I like cones… why can’t I have a cone? Cones are my favourite… I want a cone…

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