Monday morning and I am starting to feel like a human being again.
Saturday was terrible! Not really because Michael had to go away, that normally doesn't fase me because it allows an opportunity for me to do stuff with the children I would not normally do because I like to include Michael, but this day was horrible because I was so bone numbingly tired of body and spirit, and the fact that he had gone away to I didn't know where, to look at a van of I didn't know what, and I didn't know when he'd be home to take his tablet, and I didn't know whether I'd even like the vehicle, and - OH! so much that a person will only contemplate when they are that tired, you know?
The out come of that day was he got there safely, though it took three hours, because Laurie's GPS was set to no toll ways and they didn't find this out till they were on they way home and it was too late (LOL!!!).
Once there, Michael says that the Philipino family was so hospitable, and offered him drinks and food, and a seat to watch their huge TV in while he had a rest!
After Cynthia and Laurie had had a chat up they went out side and pushed the van onto the railer, and they left shortly after this.
Michael said that they dropped the car off at the mechanics because Laurie said it would be fine, and I spat chips over this because I had told him the same thing, but what do I know, it seems? I'm only the wife. Grrrrr!!! Trying to feel happy that it happened, and not grumpy over the fact that it took some one else telling him for him to do it.
Here it is:
And when he finally got home at 3.30 pm, I ushered him off to have his tablet, which actually fixed that future issue which I am happy about, but we were both so very tired we ended up having words anyway which resulted in me having a completely sleepless night (I made an eggless jam cake, vaccuumed the loungeroom because there was a funny small some where, and watched a lot of TV) because I was severly upset in spirit, had a horrible pain in my back that wouldn't go away, and was horribly, horribly over tired!!
Next day, Sunday, I dragged myself off the couch and kicked Michael out of bed to organise brekky and the children while I laid down and wished I could sleep!!
We all went to church, where I some how got through Sunday School and the fellowship afterwards with out any one knowing the full extent of how I was feeling (thank God!) and when we got home I fell asleep after lunch and slept for two hours! We took our surplus of lettus, and celery to church with us agin, along with a bag of apples from Granny, and they were all polished off again shortly after church finished up. I am glad that even though we are doing it tough we are still able to help others!
Last night I didn't sleep too good, but at least I slept! And this morning after brekky Michael nipped off early with the older children so he could go the mechanic's and explain about the van before swim lessons, which start at 9:30!
I am now washing my dirty clothes, which I wouldn't ignore as they were spilling out over the dirty clothes basket and onto the bathroom floor (and more is coming, which the swimming gear in need of a wash once its done with!), and wondering, firstly how I'm going to get the washing dry, as its raining outside, and second how much the van is going to cost!
I am of sane sane mind at the second, and I pray I do not say or do anything stupid as I am still feeling the effects of the all nighter I pulled, but at least I am no longer freaking out, and Michael is being so patient with me.
Oh! By the way. New photo's of me! This one is me front on:
And me from the side:
Reckon theres much of a difference?
From the activity bubs is doing, methinks I'll probably go to term. Raggle fraggle humbug!!
The mechanic is apparently pretty busy, and can't promise when he'll get time to look at the van, but Michael'll call him in a couple of days (if we don't hear from him first) and see what the dillio is.
Saturday was terrible! Not really because Michael had to go away, that normally doesn't fase me because it allows an opportunity for me to do stuff with the children I would not normally do because I like to include Michael, but this day was horrible because I was so bone numbingly tired of body and spirit, and the fact that he had gone away to I didn't know where, to look at a van of I didn't know what, and I didn't know when he'd be home to take his tablet, and I didn't know whether I'd even like the vehicle, and - OH! so much that a person will only contemplate when they are that tired, you know?
The out come of that day was he got there safely, though it took three hours, because Laurie's GPS was set to no toll ways and they didn't find this out till they were on they way home and it was too late (LOL!!!).
Once there, Michael says that the Philipino family was so hospitable, and offered him drinks and food, and a seat to watch their huge TV in while he had a rest!
After Cynthia and Laurie had had a chat up they went out side and pushed the van onto the railer, and they left shortly after this.
Michael said that they dropped the car off at the mechanics because Laurie said it would be fine, and I spat chips over this because I had told him the same thing, but what do I know, it seems? I'm only the wife. Grrrrr!!! Trying to feel happy that it happened, and not grumpy over the fact that it took some one else telling him for him to do it.
Here it is:
And when he finally got home at 3.30 pm, I ushered him off to have his tablet, which actually fixed that future issue which I am happy about, but we were both so very tired we ended up having words anyway which resulted in me having a completely sleepless night (I made an eggless jam cake, vaccuumed the loungeroom because there was a funny small some where, and watched a lot of TV) because I was severly upset in spirit, had a horrible pain in my back that wouldn't go away, and was horribly, horribly over tired!!
Next day, Sunday, I dragged myself off the couch and kicked Michael out of bed to organise brekky and the children while I laid down and wished I could sleep!!
We all went to church, where I some how got through Sunday School and the fellowship afterwards with out any one knowing the full extent of how I was feeling (thank God!) and when we got home I fell asleep after lunch and slept for two hours! We took our surplus of lettus, and celery to church with us agin, along with a bag of apples from Granny, and they were all polished off again shortly after church finished up. I am glad that even though we are doing it tough we are still able to help others!
Last night I didn't sleep too good, but at least I slept! And this morning after brekky Michael nipped off early with the older children so he could go the mechanic's and explain about the van before swim lessons, which start at 9:30!
I am now washing my dirty clothes, which I wouldn't ignore as they were spilling out over the dirty clothes basket and onto the bathroom floor (and more is coming, which the swimming gear in need of a wash once its done with!), and wondering, firstly how I'm going to get the washing dry, as its raining outside, and second how much the van is going to cost!
I am of sane sane mind at the second, and I pray I do not say or do anything stupid as I am still feeling the effects of the all nighter I pulled, but at least I am no longer freaking out, and Michael is being so patient with me.
Oh! By the way. New photo's of me! This one is me front on:
And me from the side:
Reckon theres much of a difference?
From the activity bubs is doing, methinks I'll probably go to term. Raggle fraggle humbug!!
The mechanic is apparently pretty busy, and can't promise when he'll get time to look at the van, but Michael'll call him in a couple of days (if we don't hear from him first) and see what the dillio is.
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