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Yeah, I know … what’s new, right?

Anyway, Saturday was a really crappy day for me – you can read more about that here if it boils your veggies. Turns out the shrieking kids were having a birthday party, so I felt a bit bad about feeling so irritated when I heard them all singing Happy Birthday! But then later, the little brats decided to entertain themselves by climbing over the side wall, scream “HELLOOOOOOO!”, like they were trying to get my attention, and then toss their sweets and lollipops into my garden. Jeesh … the dogs were going crazy, the cats were scared out of their minds and I nearly lost it. After about half and hour of this, I sent my stern booming teacher voice out the window and asked them to please stop. Silence. Whew.

I was as grumpy as all hell that day. Sir G was going to come around that afternoon but I told him that I needed to be alone; I just really didn’t feel like company at all. I think he was pissed – I didn’t hear from him again- he doesn’t like it when I don’t give him enough notice about these things …

Later in the day, I did my mom’s taxi stint for the boys and then realized I’d forgotten a few essential grocery items and that my newspaper hadn’t been delivered AGAIN, so I reluctantly pulled into the Spar, grabbed what I needed and hurried out of there before I could ram my trolly up someone’s bum. I then discovered that my grumpy mood was all thanks to PMS – ok, so that’s more info than you needed to know, but I was relieved to know I wasn’t turning into The Crazy Old Cat Lady Down The Road That Everyone Avoids. I spent the rest of the day trying to relax by reading the paper and finishing my latest Marion Keys Novel, “Angels” – loved it!

Sunday was much better. I woke up far too early in the morning though, thanks to the kids next door again, but with only a mild headache for a change. I decided that I wanted to have a productive day so I drove off to Makro and filled my car with all sorts of supplies that I thought refugees would need – toothpaste, toothbrushes, soap, baby food, bread, peanut butter, canned food, that sort of stuff – and paid a visit to the Red Cross. They told me they desperately needed blankets, but by that time all the shops were closed so I couldn’t do anything about it then unfortunately. I’ll see what I can find this week.

I got home, arranged all my new fridge poetry words into word types (how OCD is that?!), caught up on some paper work, paid a few bills, coded a site, and finished knitting a jersey (I just need to sew it up now). By the time I got done with all that, it was 9pm and I settled into bed to watch Midsomer Murders. I don’t know what it is about that programme that makes me love it – most people, ok everyone, thinks it’s so dull and boring, but I enjoy it, no idea why.

And that’s it – my weekend in a nutshell. Gripping stuff, hey?