Tuesday, March 20, 2018

This morning.

Burma Road is a gravel road up the side of a hill that sits between my house and work. I use to drive it all the time when my parents lived on campus. It's height is just over half a mile or 1051 feet. It's a road that I should not have taken this morning because 1. An Uncle and his friend drove off the road a few years ago, killing them both and 2. My car isn't made for uphill gravel roads.

It's a steep hill. With my camera in the back seat and the morning fog moving quickly away, I headed up the hill stopping at corners to get out and take some shots. I breathed a sigh of relief when I got to the top. I put the car in park and applied the hand break. Just as I was about to step out of the car, she started to roll backwards. Lucky for me there was a short barrier rail that stopped the car from going over the side of the hill, which would have ultimately sent me on a one-way trip to Jesus.

A bonus to not dying, I got some picturesque shots!







Won't be driving up or down Burma Rd ever again.
EVER.

Thursday, March 15, 2018

Pretty exhausted.

Birthday week last week was uneventful. Exhausted from work and sick from the change of seasons, I spent most of the day in bed sleeping it off. I had to get up and go to work .. both works. I tried to get my Mum to work for me claiming birthday girls shouldn’t work on their birthdays, but she declined. I’ll remember her on the first of June. Hubs and I had cake that we bought from the supermarket and she made me sing happy birthday to her. She then made a wish and blew out my birthday candle and said, “Well I hope my wish comes true. I want an iPad”.

It’s void when it’s not your birthday.
I didn’t see our boy till Saturday. He had a great birthday.

Leaving work this morning.
Fall is coming.

The babies.
Indy will be 1 at the end of the month. She is not quite walking, but our Stiddy boy is a professional at it, which is funny because when they were born my brother vowed Indy would walk first.

Tuesday, March 6, 2018

Happy Birthday


He would have been 58.

Monday, March 5, 2018

Life lately.



I thought I knew what busy was. This is not the case. I’ve been living the good life up until work took over all. I can barely find time for Hubs during the week because of work and sleep. It sucks very much that she is at the butt end of my time, but I try make up for it in the weekend. For instance, we went mug shopping on Saturday. See? Time well spent. She got a flamingo mug for her winter milos. 

I officially have 3 jobs. It’s a little bit of a nightmare trying to find time for sleep. My 4th unofficial job is to babysit the boy while his mother works. Of course it’s unpaid, but I love that boy enough to do it half asleep. Daycare is an expensive thing 5-days a week. He maxes out at 2-days a week. 

Tuesday’s and Fridays are my days of reprieve. This is when Hubs doesn’t have afternoon activities to attend.

All would be well if my main job was 9-5. Alas, it’s 12-8am. 

Not complaining at all. I actually like the job. 

I usually hate school holidays .. but I am very much so looking forward to Easter in 5 weeks and the term holidays a week later.

Today I knocked off work at 8am. Had the baby boy until 1pm. Slept until 4pm. Had parent teacher interviews at 5.15pm. Then job 2 at 6pm. Tyler took Hub's to Jiujitsu this afternoon .. left her there and wasn't there on time when they finished. You're supposed to stay there with your child during the 45 minute training session. Tyler's absence left my child is hysterics. She didn't know my number to ring when other mothers asked if she was OK.

Tyler had one job.

It's bedtime.