So today is my holiDAY. One day by myself during the school break, so how have i chosen to spend my one day alone? Not very wisely me thinks, in hindsight.
For a start, when I returned home alone on the train last night there was not a scrap of real food in the house and I was very thirsty. (note to self-multiple beers drinked in quick succession does not equal dinner, and may result in internetz faux pas’s:) I can’t get to the shops for real food till tomorrow.
For breakfast, i found some (slightly stale) biscuits and caved in to the relentlessly manipulative jar of coffee. I woke to discover that the floor and every other available surface of my house is covered in a thick layer of red dust. (something to do with me leaving the back door open and going on holidays during the worst dust storm of the century. oops) It had been a good 24 hours since i last spoke to another human bean (cat and dust does not count) so I phoned my dad, then my sister for a good girly gossip session. Then on to taking a bath (me time! +50 points:) and then mopping the floor -50 points for drudgery, though i did listen to my cd of 50’s love songs and pretend i was wearing heels and a frilly apron, which was fun for a minute.
50’s love songs make me cry. Well, mostly the one’s about young and innocent teenage lovers dying in tragic acts of stupidity (think “tell laura i love her” and “teen angel” – go on google the lyrics, it’s truly tragic) When the children are home and see me crying to this cd while i clean the house, i just explain to them that “smoke gets in my eyes” but the meaning is lost on them.
Next I did some reading. I am desperately trying to get through my Asperger’s, Fibromyalgia and Chronic Fatigue text books before i go off on my beach holiday jaunt. It is a strictly Hashi’s, Fibromyalgia ME/CFS, Aspie – free holiday, no getting sick allowed and i will be choosing to ignore all aspie behaviours lest i lose my mind. In fact, I think I have chronic aspie-fatigue at the moment.
I have also been reading more of the Adrian Mole series, and am pleased to say that after reading 2.65 books, I am finally developing a soft spot for the useless git (mainly because he cleaned his girlfriends apartment, threw out his ugly shoes and bought her nice knickers – all men (i am dating) should follow his lead:) I have had to stop reading there though, in order to savour the moment, for i know they shall be breaking up in the very near future chapter. I know this because 1. he is a useless git and 2. the girlfriend just shouted at him for sniffing. Once a man starts freely and repeatedly sniffing rather than using a tissue or handkerchief, the relationship is all downhill from there. I shall let you know if i am proven wrong and they live happily and sniffily ever after.
Next up on this holiDAY, I am going to sit under the fan drinking tea and eating biscuits (lunch) and either read some more or watch a movie. I can’t go outside because of dust storm no.2 in full force, which is preventing me from enjoying my outdoors but also preventing me from doing any laundry today:) My leisure time must thus be spent indoors with the windows and doors shut tight and the fans on to give the illusion of fresh air. I will also be starting on a grocery and to-do list for tomorrow, for once the children return home, my brain will be unable to handle such in-depth thinking as it becomes used up and overworked with the tasks of peace keeping, preventing arguments from becoming physical and trying to instill a sense of order and routine.
TO DO:
- buy new swimmers before leaving on beach jaunt (polka dot bikini?)
- source new reading material before leaving on beach jaunt (library &/ secondhand book store)
- take children to the movies. If they are behaving themselves.
- Buy food!! (no beer)
- wash and re-pack clothes.
- mop up more dust.
- remember to rest so that holiday is not spent feeling ill.
- finish current subject – legislation blah blah blah
- apologise to sidekick for going through his stuff, remembering to assure him that finding what i found is punishment enough so there is no need for admonishment on his part.
- stop reading adrian mole books, they rub off on me in an overly dramatic and self-centred manner (was E. shaped by them as a young man? -must ask)
Ciao, m:)
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