Yesterday was just beautiful!

April 16, 2012

We have been having a lot of “adventures” with the boys lately – this is kind of my dream because I love adventures, LIVE for adventures, and to be able to share that with them is awesome.

Yesterday we went to a playground in Torquay and had the shittiest picnic lunch ever (I ran around Safeway quickly and bought some processed cheese, a loaf of bread and some popcorn and 2 x lollipops while the monkey brothers complained and were then returned to the car to wait as punishment for whinging) and the playground was HOT and sandy so we decided to find a nice secluded beach.

We found our way to Thirteenth Beach – well, one part of it – and it was just mind blowing. One of those amazing days you cannot plan.
And it was just one of the best days we have had as a family.


There is nothing better than a good adventure.  The dozen or so mind-blowing adventures I have had in my life (I am talking moments of extreme beauty and amazement) and this was our first together, all alone.
I love those moments, they stay with me forever.

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April 15, 2012

Job has finished. YES!

I have not yet received my final pay, which shits me. I now have almost no patience for small businesses run by men who should be more organised.
Next job I get should be a larger company with structure and rules and stuff and not one that scrapes to get by week-by-week.
I wish I could open my own business – but unfortunately this is not Legoland and I can’t just open a bakery or florist or some shit. I wish I could do blog designs for a job but not that feasible really. I have been thinking about what I charge lately and wondering if it’s not enough. I see someone else charges about 5 times more than what I do and that shits me.  It’s horribly overpriced but people pay it. But then I have zero tolerance for sucking up to people based on their blog, so…. that’s what I get I suppose. Blogging just fucking SHITS ME TO TEARS sometimes, but I am thinking that I just need to re-evaluate how I do it. Not that I think the problem is me.

My parents are taking the boys 2 days a week because if they didn’t, we would never have any clean clothes or any food or any cleanliness about our house whatsoever.

It’s nice to have some time with the boys again – really really nice.
We pulled up to the playground the other day and George said “Bye bye playground. Let’s go adventures!” – uhhh – where to take boys on adventures to (with one adult)?
So we went to the cemetery (the old bit) and looked for Talos (ie: broken angel statues) and picked up big sticks and rocks and stuff. For a moment I thought people may think it odd we’d go to a cemetery to explore, but I grew up near a cemetery and don’t think that at all.  And the old bits of this one are so cool! We went back there today as a family and saw a dead rabbit (gross) and I turned around to see Julius holding up a dead crow by the tip of it’s wing (double gross). So apart from all the dead animals, it’s really cool.

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I can’t quit you

March 25, 2012

Well, it feels like a relationship that is on-again off-again, but I have quit my job for the second time, and hopefully the last time.

What wouldn’t surprise me if my boss says ‘can you stay?’ and I say ‘sure’ or maybe I say ‘can I stay?’ and he says ‘sure’.
A bit fucked really, but quitting the Thursday before Easter.

As Prue said, it’s like having a bad boyfriend.

It’s too much. Too stressful. Too many clients. Too much angst towards me (not due to me, but all directed at me). Don’t like the stress or lack of communication between other colleagues. Anyway, it’s not helping me, it makes me feel horrible and trapped and unhappy.

I have had 2 other job interviews in the last week: both ok, one was 20 mins and a casual affair (ie: inexperienced interviewers) and then another 3 hour monster which included a 50-question quiz on Word/Excel that made me feel like I was tripping. The answers were multiple choice (hinders, not helps) and I basically pulled every answer out of my ass. I have Word/Excel on my Mac, but these were windows questions.  I DON’T KNOW ABOUT THE CONTROL KEY AND HAVENT SINCE 2006.

Anyway, who cares.

This is all boring shit.  It’s just what it is, which is my life.

Some people say “blog through the hard/crap times, the internet is there for you”.

No, not it’s not. The internet doesn’t care about me, why should I air everything to everyone?

Answer: I shouldn’t if I don’t feel like it.

 

Last year – and now I am having a hard time remembering why – but I took a big ol’ sickle to my online life and just stopped caring so much.

Oh yeah, my mother in law was a fucking psychopath. How did I forget that bit?

My blog? Slash that shit away, who cares if I start a new one? Not me? (I feel sorry for those who are really invested in their blog. I know that may upset some, but dude, it’s going to be there if you go away or move address.  It’s YOU, not the blog as I discovered with the loss of my yummyl011y.com domain – I lost it, built a new one, people follow and I haven’t written anything on that blog since last year when my internet heart stopped beating, but it is still there and it doesn’t really matter after all).

I am all over the shop.

(All over the shop.  What a funny idiom that is)

 

The truth right now is this:

For the last 2 years I felt like I was a sturdy ship with sails buoyant. I felt unhappy and stressed (however retrospect is a bitch isn’t she? NEITHER WAS REALLY TRUE).  Now…..?  Well, I feel like not only am I no longer even IN a boat, but I don’t even know if I am under water or treading it. Which way is up? Which way is down?

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Uhhh, I undid it?

February 27, 2012

Confusing times people.

Also, this has to be the most boring blog in the whole world, about my work life, which is not exciting!

My boss asked if I would consider staying beyond Friday (supposed to be my last day).

 

PS: that’s all I wrote and then I read it back and thought WTF are you on about? So basically I guess I am staying in my job for now. For a little while or a long while….. not yet decided.

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I did it

February 21, 2012

After 3 days of extreme stress (I am pretty sure a cold sore is going to pop itself out any moment as a result), I quit my job.

God only fucking knows what’s going to happen next.

Free falling.

That was a short chapter (or was it just an end to the last one?).

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