The stars must be out of alignment :DI was in a horrible mood today at work. After I had a night of dreaming, tossing and turning and little sleep, I then went to work for the 'waiting' game. Waiting for the call to 'come to my office and here is your golden handshake'. The wait is worse than the actual event but the actual event never came to fruition. It is such a terrible atmosphere and as I am sensitive to atmospheres/surroundings, 6 hours working here is just an overload on me.
I just don't cope well with stress or change or uncertainty at all.
I am totally useless in a crisis.
Anyway I came home and cooked a lovely dinner, real comfort food. Left over lasagne with roasted pumpkin, potato and kumara, sour cream on the side. Mmmm and had a red wine as well.
Poor Kelly was so tired from her first day back at school, pulled all my strings and I went well to keep my cool. The last straw for her was when she was playing with her favourite doll and her arm ripped apart. Man, what a tragedy. She stormed up the stairs, screaming and yelling at me (well she did catch me taking a picture of the amputation!). I tried to placate her to no avail. She stormed down again only to hit her head on the clothes horse and stub her big toe.
I just tried to cuddle her to calm her but even that didn't work. A quick phone call to Nana who advised her to wrap up the doll and the severed arm in a blanket and that she would fix her tomorrow. Thank goodness for Nan's needle and thread skills.
This motherhood caper is hard sometimes. I am tired.
Anyway I came home and cooked a lovely dinner, real comfort food. Left over lasagne with roasted pumpkin, potato and kumara, sour cream on the side. Mmmm and had a red wine as well.
Poor Kelly was so tired from her first day back at school, pulled all my strings and I went well to keep my cool. The last straw for her was when she was playing with her favourite doll and her arm ripped apart. Man, what a tragedy. She stormed up the stairs, screaming and yelling at me (well she did catch me taking a picture of the amputation!). I tried to placate her to no avail. She stormed down again only to hit her head on the clothes horse and stub her big toe.
I just tried to cuddle her to calm her but even that didn't work. A quick phone call to Nana who advised her to wrap up the doll and the severed arm in a blanket and that she would fix her tomorrow. Thank goodness for Nan's needle and thread skills.
This motherhood caper is hard sometimes. I am tired.
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