That Awkward Moment....

Continuing on from my last post, I'm not a good sleeper at the best of times but I'm a drunk sleeper. I was awakened on Sunday morning by rumblings in the bathroom. Once I got my head together, I remembered the ex was on my couch. Grabbing my dressing gown, I ran downstairs and there he was, phoning yet another taxi! Anyway, to quote the kids on facebook.....'That awkward moment when' it was time to say bye. It was fine the night before, a good drink and it's kisses and hugs to everyone but I'm rather more reserved when sober. It was okay considering. A peck on the cheek and a 'be in touch' later and he was away. I still felt the taxi driver thought he was a booty call but maybe that's my paranoia.

Laters x

The ex.

Well!....I got mt loft cleared. Well, as cleared as a man can do. (daughter #1 is going back up)
But I got the heavy stuff down and it was an Alladin's cave of finds for daughter #1! She found....her first pair of shoes, her high school yearbook and a few other things she wouldn't care to remember. And she thought I was a bad mum?! Hehe. She knows how I feel.
But, hey, the whole ex thing? It was like I'd always spoke to him. Was such a good night.Dropped a major clanger, but I think he forgave me and the night went on!
I invited him to kip on the sofa but he declined. Thank goodness! My sober self couldn't deal with him the next morning! So he paid £16 for the ten mile taxi journey home.
Well......Lying in bed, getting sleepy as one does, my phone rings. I answer it and it's the ex. I thought he was calling to say he had a good night and that he was home safe, but nooooo. This is Medusamum's household and ergo, drama! He was ever so polite in saying...."are my house keys in your kitchen?" To which I replied "Oh my gosh! They are!!!" or polite words to  the same effect. "Do you have no-one around with spare keys?"  'No' he replied. Shit! I had to take him in!!
As I speak, I'm waiting on him arriving back (in a £16 taxi) to kip on my sofa. Exactly the thing I didn't want!!
Can life get ANY better?!?!

Laters x

Quickie

Just a quick post to say, the ex husband is on his way here to empty the loft!
Eeeek!!!

More later!

x

Parents.

Went down to see the parentals on Monday for a quick visit, just to check in type thing? Got home today! (Wednesday)
I have amazing parents. They treat me like I'm ten years old again in the way they spoil and look after me. Love them to bits!
Even so, it did steal two days from my packing week!
Daughter #1 sorted that out though when I came home. "I don't care how tired you are, we have work to do!" Said she! So like the good parent I am, I obeyed and cleared out a cupboard. got another few boxes packed too! Here's to the daughters of the world!!

Laters. x

Cardboard.

This one's for my stalker, who, ever so gently reminded me, she has no idea what is going on in my life! Apologies to #1 stalker. So....*takes a deep breath*.....the packing has begun!! Yes! Wooo!! Flags out and all that malarky! And because I've started the whole packing thingy, I've found stuff to sell on eBay. YAY! That's where I've been all this time.
I'm living in a sea of cardboard boxes. So much so that I already feel homeless.
My house looks like somebody took the roof off and stirred it up with a big wooden spoon and I've still got looooooads to do!! I'm so busy, I've actually forgotten what that stuff is that gets you drunk.....ummm....alcohol I believe it's called?! Not long 'till D day now or should that be M day as in 'Moving' day? Yeah, I now officially call it M day. Would be nice if I had an official date to go with the official name but, hey, I'm living in cardboard here and can't possibly be choosy!!!
In other news.....well......there is no other news! I'm consumed in all this cardboard you see!
So, there ye go....a quick update. I'll try and spend more time with you next post.
Laters. x

Unemployment Sucks!

Yeah. The job? I got it! Go me!!!
I never took it though. The guy was looking for me to do 50 hours a week. Usual hours for a chef. But, it was a toss up between that job and college. Now. I'm two months away from getting my diploma and when it came to the crunch, me being all growed up and everything, chose the diploma. So, bye bye job that was gonna pay me heaps!!! *crawls into a corner and dies a little*
So, there ye go! I am actually an adult! When did THAT happen???

Laters. x

Blah, blah....

Aaaaarrrrggghhhhhh!!! I can't find my motivation! Have you seen it?
I continue making lame excuses for packing. No more!! Speaking to a neighbour today, she said she has loads of boxes in her loft from her move and is going to look them out. Woooo. I can finally make a start! I'm actually getting worried now as D-day is getting closer and closer! I'm panicking about this move! I have no manpower. I'm just picturing me and daughter #1 lugging sofas and fridge freezers up two flights of stairs! I know sisters are doing it for themselves but come on!!
In other news.....Daughter #1 is now doing gel nails for a very reasonable price. So, if anyone in the Glasgow area is looking for nails......What?! She's my daughter! I need to shamelessly plug her!
Anyway. I'm away back to sort out my wordly goods.
Laters x