Spring hasn't really decided to spring this year. Though the grass in the garden is about a foot high now. Husband and I are having a standoff. He's refusing to cut it until we have a gardener. I'm waiting patiently for him to realise that he is actually capable of hiring a gardener. It doesn't have to be me that does everything.
This is causing a bit of tension as we have exactly the same issue with the shower in the shower room. It requires a plumber. Husband rang a friend who is a plumber who gave him some advice and explained that he should do it. So I'm waiting patiently (could be up to a year and a half) for that to happen as well.
This makes husband sound rubbish, he really isn't - he is fantastic at doing the bits that are part of routine, which include the dishwasher, the recycling, rubbish, doing son's washing and sorting the family washing out. He's also the only person that ever uses the carpet cleaner because I refuse to learn how it works.
But it's always my responsibility when there's anything ad-hoc - I obviously have my extensive everyday routine chores, but it's the new things that need sorting that take all the time. So I'm digging my heels in. The easiest thing would be for me to roll up my sleeves and do the tasks myself - but honestly my chores are every waking hours I'm not working and you have to draw a line or you end up doing everything.
On the subject of ad-hoc - we have the rat man coming in today. We can hear them in the garage and see them in the garden. Super yuck. Husband isn't scared of them, but son and I are terrified. I have purchased extensive rat killing equipment, but I'm also too scared to put that out and play with rat poison - is that pathetic?
Anyway, hopefully rat man can sort it out soon and I can go back into my garage and also use the back garden. Watch this space.
I had a moment of being a good mother last week. Son's school has a habit of sending all forms for signature at the end of the day on a Friday. Basically when I shut down my computer a the end of a Friday I don't even look at it again until Monday. By which time about 50 other emails are sitting on top of the school email. As a result he's never prepared for school events and whenever there are jabs at the school I've never signed the form so he misses out.
So I got hold of the doctor to identify which vaccines he had missed and booked him into the local vaccine clinic to be injected with all he'd missed. He was really brave actually - went into room with head held high - but he had so much pumped into him that 4 days later, his arm is still only working at half strength.
Today's photo was the car park. Any parking in the Brighton area is ridiculously expensive - I mean ridiculously - it's only more expensive in central London. We also beat London on revenue from driving fines in some shape or form (looking foward to voting out the council on 4th May - they are a bunch of losers - most of them from London coming into the area to 'play' at running a City).
At the hospital all the parking machines had broken and so the parking was free. The sign in the photo was up by a coffee van - obviously they were sick of people asking. Still it gave me a good belly laugh.
Weekend was busy, but not with anything exciting. On Friday we went out for supper (a 50% off voucher for Cafe Rouge - nothing posh), but meant I didn't need to cook - yay. On Saturday I did chores as normal and then friends came over in the evening. Also the next batch of son's magazines arrived so I got through my allocation of those.
Back to work today - I'm dreading it - I feel like an empty shell at the moment and I'm really not sure how I'm going to get through the week. I can't keep up with the constant pressure - it's been over 2 years of constant working at over capacity. Working Bank Holidays and weekends and doing 10 hour days. The salary is rubbish.
I think I'm getting close to my breaking point. And trust me I'm about as resilient as they come.
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