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Mmk … feeling *somewhat* better. (No, this has nothing to do with today’s earlier post.)

Shit, more kak to deal with!

My Friday is in tatters


Mmk, that feels *slighty* better …

Jeesh, what MORE is gonna go wrong today?!

As per usual, I have a STINKING headache, and it’s getting worse by the minute so I am nowhere NEAR to being cheerful today.

My interwebs were completely fuxored! We’ve been offline since last night. I don’t know what happened – I tried switching ADSL accounts, I tried unplugging and replugging everything in, I rebooted, I checked all the network points, I tested the phone line, I did absolutely everything I could think of and no bloody luck! Grrrrr

So, after spending ages trying to get hold of our tech dude, we eventually managed to get hold of him after 9am. He said he was “on his way”. He only arrived 3 hours later.

Anyway, he’s found the problem and fixed it so at least it’s all working now – apparently some tables got scrambled so he’s reset the router and upgraded the firmware. But an entire morning has been lost and that’s a LOT of time added up between 5 people. My poor Inbox now looks like a whore’s handbag …

Then there’s the whole frigging gate story! It’s STILL giving me shit. Note: do not be fooled – mothballs do NOTHING to keep geckos away. Not only have 9 more managed to fry themselves, but they’ve now fried the bloody motor too.

And it turns out I ALSO need an entire new video intercom system. PLUS all the remotes we have are “illegal” and need to be replaced. Hrmph.

Another few thousand ronds to shell out …

I’m so not looking forward to this afternoon either – I am going to the Parent Support Group at the clinic and I really don’t feel like it. I am only going because I know that I have to, for Son#1’s sake. 2 Hours is helluva long time to be there and I hate “groups” – the whole “sharing is caring” idea does not sit well with me. But don’t worry … I AM going.

After the Group I get to visit Son#1, so that’s at least something I can look forward to today. I’m going to take him some more clothes and some eats and stay for about an hour. Before then though, I need to activate Mom’s Taxi Service for Son#2 and stop at the shop to buy the goodies I want to take to Son#1.

So that means I’m basically out from 1.30-6pm today, on top of losing the entire morning!


This week has been challenging, to say the least.

Now where did I put my Chill Pills?

Screwed again

Fick. Fack. Feck. Need to have a little vent …. My ex has done it again – messed things up for me, and the boys.

You see, I don’t get to go out very often. In fact, if I go out once a month, it’s a lot. If I go out twice a month, my social life is overdrive! When I actually do have plans to go out and do something other than gym or grocery shopping, it’s a big deal for me. And the boys only get to be with their dad every alternate weekend and perhaps one night during the week, if he’s not working.

This weekend, I’ve hit the jackpot – TWO invitations for dinner! I’ve been psyching myself up for over a week already, trying to generate some adrenaline to combat my fatigue and pain so that when the weekend rolls around, I’m mentally prepared to have a good time.

So there I am, all geared up and excited to go out and relax, knowing that the boys are going to be with their dad and I’m going to have a bit of a break. (I love my kids to death, but I do need some time out occasionally, you know what I mean?) I emailed him to find out what time he’s going to fetch the kids on Friday, because sometimes he gets here really late. And he replies to say: “Sorry, I’m away on business this weekend, and I’m away the whole of next week too.” AAARRRGHH!! Thanks for letting me know, thanks for letting us all down … AGAIN!

He keeps doing this to us – messing us around, inconveniencing me and sending out a clear message to the boys that his work is more important than them! I know he’s a big shot at his work, I know he works hard and he’s all very important and all that, but really, this is just not on anymore …