What an absolute tropical cyclone kind of a day. Hot, then cold, wet, then windy then the sun comes out and the sky turns black again, emotionally speaking of course. Actually, if I think about, that actually describes Melbourne's weather today too!
So, after my over extension of physical and mental capacity yesterday I was a car wreck today. Hubby had the day off, not for like a nice RDO or let's have some time together as a couple, but a 'i don't have any work today' day off. Friday is MY day. MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE! I love to be around people, but sometimes I need to have my space to just switch down. (Switch down, what the?) I can't switch off, or deep down don't want to switch off due to my hidden control freak nature but I can dial it down on a Friday. Just ask any person that has a scheduled 'washing day' or 'shopping day', if that gets messed up, everything else is out the window. For atleast the next week or 3! It's seriously damaging to the running of my life! (LOL @ me running & having a life!!!!)
He did the dad thing and took her to kinder as I was knackered. If he hadn't been home I would have gotten up as usual and done it myself but when in Rome.....
Knowing that there were going to be storms, and my gutters (my relatively new gutters that cost me money I don't have) have been overflowing again, I asked him to clean them before the storm hit. Pretty easy, our house is a postage stamp and you just walk around with a leaf blower. Then he comes inside and flops on the bed next to me as i'm having the disability insurance interview from hell (an hour! a whole freaking hour!) and says he needs a sleep because 1) his back hurts & 2) he had to get up to the worm this morning. Seriously? His back hurts? Maybe it's time to give up cricket hey senior? Oh no, that's right, he hurt his back lifting Chlo. Um, if you see me, I practically have a worm velcro-ed (how the hell do you spell velcro-ed?) to me all the time. And i'm not as strong as him and I have some serious health issues. Did I mention that I have health issues, hence the hour long interview that normally takes 10mins so carrying the worm all day is rather PAINFUL for me? No, I didn't mention that.....?
Anyway, I had to go and run a heap of errands, and I was expecting that when I got home he would have done something, anything, to make the house a little bit more organised so that there would be less for me to do because let's face it, I am a car wreck today no matter how much make up I put on! Alas, he was still in bed where I left him over 3 hours ago. So instead of me being able to take a nap before picking up the worm, I had a shit load of house work to do instead, and I was already running on negative. (I do realise that I am switching tenses here there and everywhere, leave me alone, i'm disabled!) So I had a spaz. A nice big one. A tropical cyclone kind of spaz. Tropical cyclone Andy strikes again.
Then the courier that i'd been waiting all day for arrived with the most generous, massive gift of fluffy goodness that I could ever imagine. I was worried that she'd packed one of her kids in there for me it's so big. When I get to open it tomorrow you better believe there will be happy snaps all over the place! To my R in WA xoxoxoxoxoxox you precious gorgeous big hearted angel.
Then another beautiful friend dropped in with dinner for me for tomorrow night knowing that hubby will be tied up with his cricket grand final. Awwww. And then her hubby text her and invited us over for dinner. BONUS. She gets me and I'd like to think that I get her. Anyway, hub & chlo went for dinner, and I went to bed with Valium. 6 hours later I felt more like a category 1 storm than a killer cyclone! Thank you xo
(Funny thing to note, my friend's 10 year old also now refers to napping as 'having an Andy'.)
Another sparkly friend sent me this pic, as it reminded her of me. It is one of my faves.
Nothing else wraps the crazy cyclone day without a DIY haircut. Luckily I am much better at cutting people hair than dog hair. I'll show you a comparison and you can decide for yourselves. Poor, poor Mikey.......
Geez I babble on. This was going to be a quick 2 liner saying that I wish I was as funny and witty as Shaun Micalleff. Which is true. His show - Mad as Hell is hilarious.
Worm tried to sleepwalk to the lounge room about 11but couldn't get the door open so just went back to sleep on the floor (spaz) so when we checked on her she was all for mummy snuggles on the couch. How lucky am I? Really, in spite of everything, I am freaking lucky and blessed. Then foxtel (moody bitch) dropped out so there went my re-run of 'keeping up appearances' but it was all for a reason, so i'd flick to free to air and watch Shaun M.
Anyway, back to sleep now that I've had my 'Andy' before bed. Love & happiness to all of you. And if you need any tips on how to turn yourself into a tropical cyclone, call me on 1800 BAD ASS :P