I arrived out to the living room this morning to find some odd things. She had her May ritual last night, and this involved by the looks of things lots of salt and a multi-colored broomstick. The broom stick I'm used to at this stage, god knows I trip over it enough when I'm hoovering, it as all the cloths tied out of it.
It look like something from a playschool program.
There was a bowl beside the telly with what appeared to be carrots in it? I'm assuming they're not but was afraid to ask what they were.
It look like something from a playschool program.
There was a bowl beside the telly with what appeared to be carrots in it? I'm assuming they're not but was afraid to ask what they were.
What an ungodly our of the morning to be in at! And the reason for this is because yesterday my boss arrived over and asked could I work Saturday?
Yes, why don't I give up my weekend because delivery dates were given that could not be met? I don't think so. Most of yesterday and today will be spent trying to fit 4 days work into 2, and I'm doing okay so far.
The agency rang about the new job, there's some delay with regards the hiring manager and she's hoping they'll come back with an offer by Tuesday. I couldn't have picked a better time to leave here.
Yes, why don't I give up my weekend because delivery dates were given that could not be met? I don't think so. Most of yesterday and today will be spent trying to fit 4 days work into 2, and I'm doing okay so far.
The agency rang about the new job, there's some delay with regards the hiring manager and she's hoping they'll come back with an offer by Tuesday. I couldn't have picked a better time to leave here.
The kid had her appointment with her psychiatrist yesterday. Just to check how she was doing and give her another prescription. She's upped the medication she's on as well, but apparently its still the lowest dosage of the tablets that can be prescribed.
Thankfully, her time of the month finally arrived, so hopefully she won't be like hell on toast for the next while. Then again she's 15, expect the worst.
Thankfully, her time of the month finally arrived, so hopefully she won't be like hell on toast for the next while. Then again she's 15, expect the worst.
Mammy2 is making a full recovery thank god, she went to the doc yesterday and it turns out she has a respiratory infection in her chest, which would have brought on the bout of depression, she's on antibiotics for the next week or so.
We met for a bite to eat in Bar Italia last night, as we have to clear out of the apartment when she's doing her witchy stuff. Like we need an excuse to spend time together. I really like the place and of course the waiters are all quite easy on the eye. Hey, its my ovaries talking. They know what they like in a man!
When I got home, I rang a good friend of mine I hadn't spoken to in a while, she's moved to Athlone and quite difficult to get hold of. She's great to chat to and I miss her. You'd swear she was in another country or something the way I'm talking. She's in good form, just bought a house, finally! She's been talking about it for a while now. We're trying to organise a girlie weekend away, so its looking like some time in June when the Junior Cert is over. I think we'll be celebrating the kid finishing it more then she will.
We met for a bite to eat in Bar Italia last night, as we have to clear out of the apartment when she's doing her witchy stuff. Like we need an excuse to spend time together. I really like the place and of course the waiters are all quite easy on the eye. Hey, its my ovaries talking. They know what they like in a man!
When I got home, I rang a good friend of mine I hadn't spoken to in a while, she's moved to Athlone and quite difficult to get hold of. She's great to chat to and I miss her. You'd swear she was in another country or something the way I'm talking. She's in good form, just bought a house, finally! She's been talking about it for a while now. We're trying to organise a girlie weekend away, so its looking like some time in June when the Junior Cert is over. I think we'll be celebrating the kid finishing it more then she will.
Yesterday, something happened that brought me right back to the stress and trauma of last year. A nasty piece of work tried to stir some crap on my site.
There's a long history between us which I won't go into, but luckily my loyal bunch of administrators and moderators dealt with her fairly swiftly.
There's a long history between us which I won't go into, but luckily my loyal bunch of administrators and moderators dealt with her fairly swiftly.
Thank god its Friday, I want to do nothing but sleep for the weekend, however, tomorrow we're heading out to Mammy2's sisters to paint the walls of a bedroom. And not just paint them, draw cartoon characters on them. It should be fun, she has 3 kids under the age of 6, I reckon they'll be hanging off the paint brush for most of the time.
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