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'Colourful' language warning - don't read if you can't hack a bit of swearing...or a lot....*ahem*

Ah well, another day done and dusted - actually stayed awake for the whole day today - I am surprised because yesterday wasn't the best - running a temperature all day - didn't even treadmill :( it just didn't seem too wise with a temperature.....

An almost disaster as we were told the order was going to be delivered late (late is usually the next day) - so I re-arranged my day and prepared the team for the worst - then receive a text message later in the afternoon to say it should be in the shed.....so I then reversed everything back again.

In the middle of all of this messaging and re-arranging and so on I felt very disappointed for the millionth time recently.  

Oh I am just waiting now for Small Man to have his operation, and for me to be sorted out, so that I can get another job. 

I don't care what it is, this is getting too much...

So it was all ok in the end, I have delivered to 3 of the team, 3 to go to tomorrow and 2 to pick theirs up, and then I'm done for the week

Oh I'm sticking to my hours, I am so not working for free!!

Things have been running smoothly here with Papa Bear away!

It sounds like he is having the time of his life  - which was the plan.  

I hope he doesn't get homesick, it's only 3 weeks away from home and I want him to have the best time ever!! Everything will be the same when he gets home :)

Not sure what people expected - I have had a few calls and got the "So are yo-ou alllrriiigghhht???" you know the tone - wtf do they think?? 

They probably mean well but I'm not great with anything that could be perceived as criticism  these days.

Especially from Mum, I need a bit of distance from, well not Mum actually but the creature she is married to.....I won't go into it now but things are still eating at me.

Just a small example right, they came up the other weekend to say bye to the Big A - that was nice - but the fat fucker sat on the couch chewing gum in the most annoying way I felt like punching him (I call him fat regardless of his weight....because I am mature like that...). 

I hadn't seen him/them since we got back from Canberra (soooo lucky) - and for someone that would have 'loved to have gone to my Auntys funeral etc etc etc' he couldn't even mention her or offer a single condolence to me.  

I have a job to even look at him most of the time.  

The instructions he gave Mum for when she was in Canberra were so idiotic - she is an adult isn't she?? Dickwank he is.....

I could say something to Mum but do you know the response I'd get???? 

"Have a talk to him about it" - missing the point Ma - I don't want to talk to him, I don't want to look at him....the damage is done after all of these years of being the 'good one' and attempting to accept him and his fucking psychotic ways.....I'm done with it for now.

I am polite because she's my Mum, that's about it now....

So where was I again??

Oh yeah .....what's not to manage??

They mustn't know me too well........we're doing fine!

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