Take a breath Farmers Wifey

Could my life get much busier? I could always get a full time job and then I'd be completely screwed.

I thought I'd bring you my "two weeks of hell on a stick that I should be enjoying" or "stuff that makes me drink too much wine" just to prove how busy I am.

I'll post in point form and remember people - some on this list I have done, some I have yet to do, and some I have done three times.

I'll date it from last Wed to next Wed which should be two weeks, which sounds like it's only one week but it's really two if you read the fine print...

football training

blogging

play practice for Miss D's musical

dress rehearsal for Miss D's musical

3 kids dental appointment

last game of football for Mr C

football presentation

apply, remove and apply nail polish to both daughters nails

embarass Miss D (aged 9) on numerous occasions by actually doing nothing

drink wine on the deck of The Money Pit with The Hubbster watching the sunset

threaten Miss D if she doesn't put her hat on at the football presentation, I will stand next to her at the jumping castle (see above re embarrass)

have sex with The Hubbster

chase dressmaker re Miss D's new dance costume

run around at the last minute to buy a present for a kids birthday party

break up numerous fights between the kids involving blocks, barbies and basketball

second visit back to the dentist for one kid to have 2 small fillings (oh the horror)

attend Miss D's school musical

refuse to pay $50.00 for a flimsy, fluffy hair and makeup box for the Eisteddfod, and instead buy a $20.00 fishing tackle box that is perfect, and pat myself on the back for thinking outside the square

go to a kids birthday party

treatment on Miss D's bum length hair so I can actually get a comb through it

take Mr C to Auskick

realise he's obsessed with football

kid wrangle 3 kids while sorting out dance costumes at the dance shop

have sex with The Hubbster as we forgot before

attend one kids' school Environmental Display

carry a dead chicken up the back of the property and throw it onto an ant hill

have a mammogram

walk the boundary of the property with The Hubbster in the middle of the day (for exercise (torture)) and sweat my arse off

sew straps on two dance leotards

play Barbies on the floor with the girls and sulk when I have to be the maid (reflection of daily life perhaps?)

sew snowflakes on organza

get my period

remove lightening bolts from lycra leggings *sigh*

go to work

threaten the chooks with the axe if they don't start laying

find one egg the next day

finally return overdue dvds and paid the big fine of $2.60

realise that's a better amount than my last overdue fine of $154 (clerical error)

coordinate 10 different dance costumes

coordinate 10 different lots of accessories including hair stuff, shoes, stockings, makeup, arm bands and hair ribbons

coordinate 3 noisy kids while coordinating the above

try not to stress at the Eisteddfod during the 10 performances Miss D will be dancing in..........

hug, kiss and tell my kids how much I love them every day.....

Officially a Working Mother...and getting paid for it!

Wow, it's been one week since I wrote, but I have good reason.

I am officially a Working Mother! Well, I have always been a working mother, but now I'm getting paid for it!

I have been thinking about getting part time work, once Miss T goes to school full time next year. But this opportunity just fell into my lap, and I can't let it go.

I am back in my previous career, which surprises me because I always said I wanted to have a change. But good working conditions, job flexibilty, and being only 2 minutes away from the school has swayed me.

I was offered this position last Friday, and I started work two days ago. I worked Monday and Tuesday, and today is my day off! And I am appreciating that! Miss T and I went shopping, made muffins, coloured in and watched Cinderella.

I am working part time, school hours, two or three days a week. It's very flexible. I can still do the school drop off and pick up, have a couple of days off during the week, work in an air conditioned office and spend some time out in the field. It's a quiet country office, and I already know the two ladies who work there. Can it get any better?

My job can be stressful, but I am a different person now, to when I worked before the kids came along. The environment, and workload will be different, and I have a good attitude and enthusiastic approach to helping people. (This sounds like a job application letter, and to those people who didn't bother returning my calls about work I enquired about, suck it up! You missed me!)