Amateur Dramatics

Please excuse me while I do a regulation "Thank f*ck it's Friday" happy dance. Of course I'm not really doing a dance - I'm still sitting on my ever-so-slightly worn-out office chair at the ever-so-slightly broken desk in the office at work. It's trying to rain outside, and a guy across the way is trying… Continue reading Amateur Dramatics


Terrifically Unfair

So much has happened in the last 18 hours. I'm having trouble processing it - struggling to arrange it all into a coherent story. Perhaps I'll start at the beginning. I was sitting in the junk room yesterday afternoon, minding my own business, when a chat window appeared in the browser - a friend who… Continue reading Terrifically Unfair

Why are Mondays so Awful

I woke at 5:30am this morning. I’m not entirely sure how or why. I was suddenly wide awake, checking the radio alarm clock, reading email, and wondering about getting up. I didn’t. Somehow my body told my brain “don’t be so stupid”, and I woke again as the local radio station flooded the bedroom with… Continue reading Why are Mondays so Awful

Sunday = Rugby (and the Superbowl)

It’s Sunday evening, dinner is busy cooking, the clothes are mostly washed, two of the children are watching TV in their rooms after a day on the rugby fields, and the eldest is at a friend’s house after lying to my face this morning. Not happy with her at all, but trying not to react… Continue reading Sunday = Rugby (and the Superbowl)