Saturday Nights

Well, here we are. Saturday night, and I'm doing what I should be.
Packing you say?
Well of course not! I have the house to myself as I usually do on a Saturday. (daughter #1 goes to the boyfriend's) So, this particular evening, rather than sit and feel sorry for myself, I cracked open a nice shiraz, poured a glass and packed......
Of course I never!! The shiraz bit is correct, but I kinda lied about the packing, well, not lied as such 'cause I did think about it, but the tunes were switched on and that's as far as it got. At least I thought about it!
So, here I sit with a million things to do and a nice shiraz, well nice for an Australian one anyway. I usually go for Chilean but this one was on offer and who am I to refuse a bargain?!
Well, this week I powered through the coursework. Yay me! Still not caught up but nearly there. Any excuse for not packing eh?!
Oh, big news! As some of you know, there is no man in my life. Just two ex husbands and as I'm fond of telling people, two nice patio's in my garden which I won't be sad to see go. I hate gardening! I digress.
As I'm in a house, I have an attic, loft, room at the top of the house. Whichever you feel comfortable calling it but you get the idea. Well, my loft isn't floored as such but it does have 15 years of accumulated junk as well as humongous arachnids! Not good for an agoraphobe. (gives me the jitters just typing their name) I have no idea what is up there, but it really needs cleared out. and I certainly aint going up. Daughter #1 is the height of nonsense so she's no good either. So, I bit the bullet and called ex husband #2. It was an amicable split so we are still friends. We just haven't spoke in a couple of years. Anyway, I didn't quite call as text. I know! Coward's way out! But instead of texting back, he called me! Eeeek. It was all very pleasant and he's coming up to do the loft thing next Saturday. Wooo! I think! I'll keep you all posted anyway!
Well, time for me to go annoy my FaceBook chums for a while.
Laters x

Newsflash!

Daughter #1 has blogged again! I know! I was shocked too!
But in case you missed her post and are stalking us, here's her link:
http://blondeandunbalanced.blogspot.com/
Gimme a break! I'm a loving parent!! (to the child I'm kicking out!)
Laters x

Re: Relocation, relocation

Does it matter that I'm freaking out about my diploma that can and will(?) be achieved?
Or should I concentrate on the whole shrinking a three bed house into a one bed flat in five weeks take precidence? Argh!! I'm a confirmed procrastinator that has.....DONE NOTHING!
What would you do?
Let's forget that daughter #1 is also moving with me. (scroll back! It's not my fault!) she has ONE room to pack. Her own! I have four rooms to pack, plus an attic that is crawling with 4" arachnids! Did I mention I am arachnaphobic? No? Well, Newsflash!! I can't even look at a picture of one! Sheesh, it took me half an hour to type the kind of phobia I have!! I'm even considering digging up the 2nd ex! 'Cause he was nice! Seriously, I have oodles of personal papers up there and I need them! Well, would you leave personal papers behind for someone to trace you?! Exactly! HELP!!
Laters x

New Followers

Hello! To all you new folk! (you know who you are, no mentions here. This is MY spotlight!) But thank you! I feel strange. Oh, I think I might feel......loved? Really? Wooooo! Go me! I'm popular! Well, only on the book of face and because I forced you all. But we won't talk about that! I'M LOVED!! (who mentioned blackmail?)
Anyway........the whole move thing I'm all about is on hold. Again! Procrastination is a great thing, don't ya think?
I love it. Apart from when I have deadlines and it's the eleventh hour!
My whole life is an eleventh hour. I'm always chasing my tail! (yes, people have called me a dog) But, I've still not started packing. Am I leaving it too late? Am I hesitant about kicking daughter #1 out onto the street? (please read previous before passing opinion) ARGH!!! My brain is fried!!
Laters x

College life

I've not been here the last couple of days as I'm trying to get a diploma!
At the moment, this is not happening! Why?
Well, I've been studying Hospitality for the last three years and quite frankly, I'm sick of it. (and it's getting really difficult but we won't mention that as I'm a 'mature' student)
Anyway, I came home today to tell daughter #1 all about my woes and lo & behold, she announced; "I love that subject! I'll help you!" Well, who am I to refuse such a heartfelt plea?! So out came the paperwork.
She was amazing! (Yes daughter #1 you are getting credit) I am just about caught up on all that hard graft that took so much from my 'mature' brain.
My brain now needs alcohol to recover. Oh, was that the sound of chinking glasses?
My cue to leave!
Laters x

More drunken updates:
It just crossed my mind that son #1 might come visit when I move.
Son #1 moved out when he was 12. His choice I may add. I never stopped any of my kids doing anything they did or didn't want to do.
But, I'm moving down to within a few hundred feet of where son #1 now lives. He now lives with his paternal gran as after he tasted life with dad, he made that choice.
I haven't spoken to him in....oh...a year and a half? His choice again, but we'll see how things pan out when I move to his neck of the woods.I already know that the ex's wife is spooked. That info came from the walking billboard that is daughter #2. Keep up now!
Watch this space!
Laters x

More updates.
Neurotic? Me? NO!
Feelers are out. Daughter #1 is apprehensive about moving out (me kicking her out)
She really doesn't want to leave me!! Wooo!
No. Don't celebrate too early! That's just my thoughts! Neurotic remember?!
Bedtime!
Laters x

Update.....
Daughter #1 created her own blog! I am excited about this for a few reasons.
1. She is one funny lady! (Legally a lady thanks to an 18th birthday present).
2. I can keep an eye on her.
3. We are drinking tonight and she probably won't keep it up!

But yeah, follow her if you love my dysfunctional family. 'cause she's funnier than me. Seriously!!

Laters. x

Procrastination

It's Sunday already?! Where did the weekend go??
As you might guess, all my plans to tackle the wardrobe went out the window yesterday.
I blame Facebook. Yes Facebook, it is all your fault! Why are you so addictive?? Do you not know I have 4 to 5 weeks to pack up a 3 bed house and shrink it in to a one bed flat?!
So.....Daughter #2 called yesterday wanting me to go shopping with her. I declined on the grounds I was busy packing (see, Facebook, you're turning me into a liar) Truth be told, I was skint. Zero denaries, missing money, diddly squat dosh, well, you get the picture and who actually likes going shopping in that situation?!She hasn't called me today. Hmm....
My situation didn't last long though as I was paid today. Yay, for student loans! Although I'm sure I won't be saying that when I'm raking it in and need to pay it back. The rate I'm going, my great grandchildren will be paying it back. Anyway, pay day means one thing......drinks! I enjoy a drink now and then in case you didn't know. Can't have much tonight though as I have college tomorrow and a stack of work to catch up on. Damn you Facebook!!
So, I will sign out for now as I believe I hear Daughter #1 pouring a drink!
Laters. x