nothing new - nothing old - just to see if I can go 28 days...

 I have a zillion unfinished blogs, and a zillion promises to myself and my supposed audience to actually continue one - this one is different - this one is for me - ramblings, rants and the reality of life - if I get a following great - if not no biggie - if I leave a horribly embarrasing legacy for my 3 kids - bonus - if I just end up with a blog that potentially destroys any professionalism I ever had - not so good.

It's July 2021 - we are still in a post apocalytic uncertain covid world - no one knows what the fuck the rules are and we are all just doing the best we can. The eldest child moved in with their boyfriend a month ago, the middle one remains on a degree in Lincoln living with my sestra (love you orphan black for the terminolgy that changed my life and named my last child) and the youngest continues to dominate the house...

achievements of the week:

Got my 2nd or first covid jab (long story I may write about later) - key point is not dead or at hospital

Husband took week off redesigned entire house

I think I'm supposed to be impressed and happy about my man shape declutteering and whatever the heck it is he is doing, but I feel a little overwhelemed by all the changes that I didn't get consultation rights over - read Tabs is having a strop

debating man versus wife about getting the snip

I swear to god this isnt an angry vegan thing, I just hate that we still live in a world where contraception is a woman problem, husband face is concerned he might walk like john wayne for 2 weeks - I told him if the woman surgery was an option and not a ridiculous recovery time I would do it yesterday.. write ridiculous doctor request for the pill in the hope they won't give it to me - realise live in a patrical society where they feel sorry for husface and give me a years worth of the pill instead of the standard 6 months - husface doing secret dance he thinks I can't see

rejoined slimming world - broke all the rules

well its more than a bit shit when you rejoin fat club heavier than when you started and hit target - nod and smile at induction and try and make new members feel welcome while (yes this is an angry vegan bit) they talk about all the chickens you can eat  - yet you cannot eat a bloody AVACADO unless you wanna sacrifice 12 whole syns.... day 1 - amazing - day two met an avacado versus vodka issue - did both

nearly did a year at new job (not new if year means anything)

There is a lot to be said and reflected upon here but today is not that day... lets just say I'm still here and even on the worst days of which there are many they are not as bad as the worse days on the front line. I get to say I'm a social worker and an educator which realistically was always where my life was heading... as my mum would say.. I just took the scenic route

While we are on the topic - no post is complete without my mum

yesterday - mum decided that she was going to do shots - she has lived with us officially since Cosima was born and at no point has she done shots - turns out last night she also didn't do shots - mainly she attempted to drink from a shot glass while accidently pouring vodka into her eyes and demanding her glasses...........

trying to be a 5 minute mum

The internet sucks ... apparently I've been asleep and wanting for the last 4 years - there is this chick (who is probably amazing and if I had a click I would want her to be in) who does 5 minutes of mumming, got a book and tells people how to be awesome - just to be sure I got both of her books so I can out do her and be the 10 minute mum -so far all I did was use her book to prop up my tablet...