We live on a farm, so the risk we take when we have to leave for a few days is finding someone to look after all our animals. We are not short of friends willing to house-sit or do the daily feeds but last weekend no one viable was available….except a friends wife. She was willing to feed and look after all the animals. Some might feel relief. Not me, I had that gut feeling…you know the one.
Don’t get me wrong i was more than grateful. I showed her around, what to feed and the order in which to feed. Well after 3 lectures on how I could improve the way I choose to feed the animals, I was ready to cancel our family trip and stay home. Obviously things are done a certain way for a reason.
We left on our family trip and arrived home to a small grave. I knew straight away it was my daughters favourite chicken…Sweet Pea. We tried to call the lady to confirm but there was no answer. She called back later to tell us what happened. She died as a result of the lady choosing to feed all the animals the way she thought was right.
I was so furious, but had to consider the fact she was willing to help out by feeding. The end result was spending the day consoling my daughter. The moral of the story, we are risking our animals lives when we put other people in their care, so choose wisely…
RIP Sweet Pea, you were loved more than you will ever know
I have always wanted to start my own business. You know why I don’t? Because I’m too scared at not receiving that weekly pay check. Sad isn’t it? Considering I have the potential to earn some serious $$$, well enough to get by anyway. So why is it such a difficult dream?
I guess because I had been a single parent for so long there is that issue of income. If my business fails or I don’t get paid on time by clients then how do I support my child? Now that I’m getting married in a few months, I think it might be time to take my dream a little more serious. As long as my husband has continual employment, then I guess I can give it a go
I’m so sick of being sick. It seems this year I have constantly been sick. I’m over it! It really gets depressing after a while. So I’ve decided I am going to ignore the crap going on and eat healthy, exercise and change my overall outlook to try and get a handle on this. I’m sure a positive outlook will assist and hopefully the rest will fall into place. I have been told on more than one occasion its just stress, but I have nothing to stress over. I am aware I have an upcoming wedding but all is falling into place. I’m not a control freak and my fiancee is helping with everything as well as friends and family.
The most ridiculous thing is I have been under far more stress and pressure than this and never had such a violent reaction to stress. So what is it? Is it age? Fear of commitment or am I having some kind of early mid life crisis? I wonder if any other women in their early thirties have the same issues?
We all got in the car and spent the day at Southbank, my main reason was the Vintage Fair at the convention centre. I was looking for wedding dresses and ideas for our wedding. We paid $24 to get in and I think I saw a total of 15 wedding dresses. Turns out it was a vintage fair, not a wedding fair like advertised. Don’t get me wrong I love vintage clothes and jewellery but I should have realised the level of class was not that high when they advertised their guest as Les Gold from Hardcore pawn…hmmm. Well despite the disappointment, we all saw something we liked and after convincing my significant other he didn’t need a Hugh Hefner jacket, it was time to go.
The day wasn’t lost we caught up with friends for lunch, strolled the markets and found a fabulous book/record store selling a heap of design books. I could have seriously blown some cash there. Its the first time we have had an all day outing for sometime and we all enjoyed it.
Its a 4 day week. So why the hell does it feel so damn long! We have had a kid free week yet the house is messier then when she is home. Seriously it looks like we have been robbed its that bad. Work has dragged, I’ve been busy but time seems to stand still. All the stuff we were going to do on our kid free week turned into being in bed by 9pm. I swear we are turning into a retirement home.
It all ends in a few hours, I’m just about off to the airport to pick up Miss Kaitlyn. Its always an emotional time. She is glad to be home, but misses her dad. She is excited and sad all at the same time. That is a reality for all parents that have separated.It used to really upset me but I know realize that is life, she is loved dearly by both parents and her step dad and I think that is the key.
Our love for her means the petty arguments don’t exist, we all want what is best for her and she is free to talk to any of us about the other parent without feeling guilt or like they are doing something wrong. Too often the media portrays the negative side of separated families without any emphasis on the ones that work. I’m not saying what we have is perfect but it works for us.
My daughter is spending the first of the school holidays with her father. I took her to the airport this morning. My partner asked if Kaitlyn could have a window seat, to which the Qantas customer service staff member said ‘No we can’t put unaccompanied minors in a window seat in case they get taken by men’…..Well wtf do you say to that? We all just stared at each other in disbelief. The staff member was pretty chuffed with his explanation and sent us on our way. We spent the next 10 mins explaining to Kaitlyn that she is safe and no man was going to get her. She was hysterical enough as it was, for some reason she loves going to her dads but this time found it really hard leaving us. The air steward were fabulous as always and reassured that everything will be fine. She has landed safely and had one of the best flights ever so I am relived. It makes me wonder though, what the hell is going on with Qantas? I know they have had budget cuts and are outsourcing a lot but staff training for frontline customer service should be pretty thorough.
We live on a farm so we have to put all our animals in their pens before I could play easter bunny. This means I have to get up super early in the morning. So I’m half asleep wondering around the paddocks putting easter eggs all over. Careful not to put any on the ground then I see it. The biggest UFO spider I have ever seen. UFO because I have no freaking idea what type it was….well that was the end of spreading the easter joy. I threw the container holding the eggs and ran for home. Normally I’m a big fan of spiders but not ones I don’t know about, like if they are poison or not. Despite all this the egg hunt with well because only half were found on the first hunt. Then throughout the day more were found, extending the excitement. Eventually the eggs that I threw were found, not a spider in sight. My daughter said ‘Woo Easter Bunny must have been in a hurry, maybe something scared him’…..