So darn tired….

Apart from a brief period when I was pregnant in 1999, I had, until now, not had the pleasurable experience of swollen ankles. That is of course until I had spent 24 hours on a train and then another hour and a half sitting in a car.

We were all fairly tired last night, well all day really but I think at least me and child three have recovered and my ankle is now somewhat resembling its usual size. Myself and child three crawled into bed before 8.30pm to awake refreshed at around 5am this morning, we made a cuppa and sat out on the front patio enjoying the long procession of travellers vacating the town, presumably to somewhere cooler.

We took a short drive ‘into town’ and located the position of Woolies, the (closed) hardware store and the (closed) library (which we will check out on Tuesday.

Slight excitement last night when some ‘idiot’ reversed his car (with interstate number plates) into the huge drain out the front of the corner store managing to also dislodge the give way sign in the process. Event was over about five minutes after it began when five people lifted the back end of the car while he drove out of the ditch.

Muse is now mowing the lawn, which shouldn’t take all day, but it is a fairly large block of land, we started the mowing last night but called it off due to bad lighting.

Nice to hear that Richmond had a win, no worries, it is a good thing to start the year off with a win, cause as the year gets going we learn the horrible truth.

One kilogram of odd socks please…….

And the store owner should ask ‘would you like a kilo of black/white odd socks or would you like the colour mix?’

Fair dinkum….. I have a full clothes basket of odd socks. This drives me nuts for two reasons, firstly cause there are so many odd socks with their partner missing in action (under beds or shoved in various places around the house), secondly because everytime socks go through the wash I then have to sift through the ever increasing pile to match them up. You know as soon as you throw them out you are going to suddenly have all the missing socks sitting in a basket claiming to be odd socks.

I have tried so many different tactics in order to resolve this issue, I have patiently awaited the eventual appearance of missing socks, I have claimed insanity and searched rooms for the missing items and I have even miss-matched socks in an attempt to make kids cross cause they wern’t wearing matching socks…….. that didn’t work, they just wore them odd, don’t think they cared much. So, they still wear odd socks.

Got a couple of great bargains at Big W, four t-shirts, a pair of leggings and a pair of slip-on shoes for child three, the whole lot for less than $20… now thats good, I now have five new additions to my clothes collection and child three now has something on his feet. We hate shoes.

I had a mechanics day on Friday, collected distributor cap, rotor and leeds in the morning and headed out to a friends house, thinking that together we could manage this simple task. And all would have gone down very well had we actually marked which leed went to which spark and to which place on the cap. But, we didn’t…… and apparently this makes a big difference in the order of firing the pistons. I am smart but I don’t know everything. So I posted a question on the net, the only response I got was, well, you should mark them clearly so you don’t run into problems. So my friend drove me home to collect the ‘manual’ and looking at the pictures we eventually got it right. The car still runs like crap. It is booked in for Tuesday. It better not cost too much, we are set to leave on our holiday on Thursday.

I shall post again before we leave.

What to do when your mower refuses to start…

I know the answer to this question. Firstly you leave the said mower in the backyard (undercover) in a spot where you will always see it and be reminded that it will not start. Then for the next six months you ‘tinker’ with it, occasionally getting it to start and stop again. During this six month period you ‘mow’ your lawn with the tired old ‘whipper-snipper’, taking at least three hours everytime you trim the lawn. Then just for the fun of it, you ask someone else to come over and mow your lawn for you with their own mower. On that day, they start up their own mover only to have it breakdown…. (cause it is at my house) they then spend the next hour fighting with their mower to finally have it start and finish off your lawn…Yay, the lawn is now consistent with all the neighbouring yards, it’s done. Then just for the hell of it they start my own mower on the very first try. Geez, that was annoying let me tell you. I swear my mower only starts (once every six months) for other people, or waits till I have struggled with the whipper-snipper for hours.

A 99 cent loaf of bread is now $1.10, just for interests sake. At least it is cheaper than a litre of petrol, and tastes slightly better.

Getting close to our holiday, we are really looking forward to the break, we all need the break, a break from tafe, a break from the older kiddies, a break from the house, I need a break, I need a holiday.