its life jim, but not as we know it.......

Well life moving onwards ever slowly. Am up at 2.30 in the morning contemplating dishes and washing, housework getting on top of me....nothing new there then! Worked two days this week, Wednesday and Friday, and having to be up by 6.15am and not getting home in the tassie mid winter until 5ish is slightly depressing. Still, it had to happen. and much better than the attempted graveyard shift and friday night chaos which I discovered I wasnt up to at all quite quickly. Was ok when I was a carefree single gal who lived three blocks away from work, not quite so workable now.
I have dicovered the joys of Facebook and re connected with quite a few old friends/lovers/artistic collaborators which has been fun. Good distraction from my now quieter and emptier house since Linds has been gone.
Have almost registered with mersey leven in home care to become ...ahem...an in home carer...should just about adequately supplement the income and possibly eventually replace current brainless unchallenging and too far away job, and utilise already gained skills and interests. also have enrolled part time in distance learning through curtain uni to do primary school teaching. the next study period doesnt start until the end of august and is only two subjects per semester so will take four years all going well and is flexible re starting and stopping for life events (and lord knows I always seem to attract my fair share of major life disruptions!!)
Tommorrow we pack up and head north for little Spencer Best's 1st birthday and naming day celebrations (his mum Mel and I were celebrating our very pregnant bellies together at a baby shower about this time last year, so will be a nice little milestone hopefully!) He's a delightful wee sprite and I look forward to knowing his Mum & seeing him & Min get to know each other as they grow up. Also looking forward to some quality out -of -the -house time with the Revered Nanna in Devonport for a couple of days and a Aztec chilli hot choccy at Anvers in Latrobe, and catching up with a friend in Carrick and her three gorgeous sprites. There are SOME good things about winter in Tassie!!

the great ongoing saga

Couldnt do it. Just couldnt subject myself to the constant presence of another adult (& messy and financially precarious one at that). Should have trusted my instincts and learned from my mistakes but a dream is a hard thing to shake, I guess. Anyway. Min is still here and still gorgeous and engaging, is finally saying "Mum mum" yes!!!
we are housed fed clothed and supported and for now, that's all that counts. And the pressure valve can now be released re trying to afford a wedding when we're on the breadline. psshhhhtttt!
a very sleep deprived photo as minerva woke me twice last night and no daddy to do the feed since i've sent him back to the underworld... hard to get a good pic anymore as min has a pavlovian screw up her face reaction to the flash and I havnt figured out how to turn it off yet....bugger.

moving on in......

Well it was too good to last! Minnie mouse has slept through the last three nights with nary a sqwawk but tonight has woken up and drained a bottle at 1.30 am. Guess it was my turn to do it, Linds having been a veritable domestic God today taking care of her whilst I snored away Tuesday night's return to the all night radio room shift. I'd forgotten just how hard it was to stay awake. The usual call from the police regarding local armed robbery, me forgetting how to do the prospects for the drivers, the 4.30am scramble to make sure we have enough cars for bookings etc.
I am still job hunting (seems to be a habit , really) as tommorrow our household will number three with the arrival of Linds and his stuff, and the inevitable scramble to feed us all and keep up with the bills on meagre centrelink benefits and 16 hours work a week does not sound like a great option to me.
Linds is pretty much unskilled apart from the art of loungeroom guitaring and cab driving , so unfortunately it is up to me to breadwin, at least for the time being, anyway. It doesnt really sit that easily, but what can you do? At least he is wonderful with Minerva, and me, and happy to care for her whilst I go gallavanting off to work/interviews, and , one hopes, some creative or academic type endeavors quite soon (I will die of worker droneism shortly, otherwise)
I have never actually cohabited before so that is also going to present a different set of circumstances for me.
The new owner of upstairs has timely commenced renovations (ripping up carpet and lino and angle grinding outside my bedroom window) the same week I have returned to shiftwork and havnt the tradies been receiving some deadly looks of late!! We are hoping it will all be completed by next week and the hive will return to its more orderly buzz. Mum arrives on Saturday and leaves Monday, and will have to navigate around all the stuff we've just moved in . I am so over this week already.
Oh, & my girl has finally got the hang of crawling. It still shocks me that I can put her down & will turn around and see her edging ever closer. Walking wont be far away. Where did my little baby go ??!!

Bride to be and the social whirl.......

Goodness gracious me, I am engaged! Spent three days in near shock after Min's Dad and my on/off me amour of 6 years or so took me completely by surprise by popping the question the other night whilst having the traditional after dinner drinky out the back.....think I surprised myself more by actually saying yes! My mother was very excited, as were bro & sis in law and the friends, colleagues and family I've managed to inform thus far....think they were all (not so secretly) hoping we'd eventually get our act together. Its a big move for Linds, he's had a very bacheloresque life for quite a bit now...
Anyway, we took the girl to the beach for bit thisarvo and managed to find a suit jacket that fitted him perfectly in less than five minutes at the local op shop, and I found a pair or witchy looking dark burgundy size 11's (yes, I am a heifer!). Now to drop quite a few dress sizes by November 14th. We're scoping out Brookfield Winery tommorrow morning as a venue. Want to keep it sweet, antiquey & family oriented. My colleague Meleah's 5 year old Meg is to be my flower girl, other roles t.b.a.
so now I have my nephew and brother 's birthdays (May 27th & 30th), Min's baptism (June 7th), Spence's name day up in Sheffield (June 20th) our engagement party (June 27th) and am back at work two graveyards a week from the 29th of May too, along with all the non work type work as well (which Linds has been a huge help with lately) & wedding preps.....sheiser....how did my simple life get so complicated all of a sudden.
Still, a very happy munckin right now, and the cat does not have the cream, I do!!!

houston....we have pulling up

I must say I've been a nit lax putting the side up on the cot but I just went in to get madam and this is what I saw.....needless to say, we now obviouls have pulling up skills.

found this one at docwitchys site, interesting

You Are the Third Eye Chakra

You are insightful and spiritual. You trust your intuition. You are deeply philosophical. You spend a lot of time thinking and theorizing. You are wise beyond your years. People turn to you for direction and hope. You are a clear thinker. You often know what you want to do and how you're going to do it.

What Chakra Are You?

poem

My muse has been hiding for a few years now……….
But every now and then
She pokes a wary eye around my doorway
Or I catch a glimpse of her
Heading the other way down my street
Me with my pram, she with her glamorous
Identity,
My perverse and taunting doppelganger
Gave birth to a girl called power
Gave birth to my/her future self
Am almost jealous of her pure potential
Of all that lies ahead
All the joy and heartbreak
Things to feel & see for the first time
How good would it be’ to rewind?
But I am her willing slave
Would I make the choices differently?
If I had the chance again?
Would I just ignore the man/the yearning?
We are raw materials
Cell and blastocyst
taste and quality tested, packaged and marketed
We only choose which way to walk
In the shoes that are given to us
Today I walked out of probation
Into perdition
And he’s still driving my car