Everyone gets a present.

My birth certificate got lost somewhere in the house a year or so ago and after many unsuccessful attempts to find it, I’d decided today was going to be the day I’d apply for a new one. Checked the Justice services joint in Broady was open and off I went on the bus and train. Sign on the door apologising for inconvenience but they are no longer processing BD&M requests, scan the QR code for a list of other locations and go there. Ok, so I did and Reservoir was the closest, so off I went on the bus and train. Get to Reservoir and the same sign is on their front door!

Ended up getting photocopied notarised documents and submitted online, which I didn’t want to do because I hate sending personal ID documents online, would much rather do in person. I just don’t feel safe. The website is an utter shitshow, wouldn’t accept my postal address, I’ve seen window cleaning junkies work more effectively.

So I got home and baked brownies with the kids, and they are fudgy and delicious (the brownies not the kids)

I think I’ve overdone my stress eating.

I am patient when it comes to technology, I am well trained, I read instructions very carefully

pisses me off no end when i am gaslighted telling me I don’t know what I am doing , godamm fucking air cleaner has the wrong filters and I can’t fix it without the right parts, just like I said 2 years ago

thank you for listening to my rant

Yipes - got a phone call on my break between clients - major shit has gone down at work.
Better not say too much even semi-anonymously, but it’s time-to-join-the-union-and-get-representation shit.
I see many phone calls in my future…

the sun has set and my room is dark
i should get off the bed and the phone
and clean my room
as mother instructed

This week has been the 7am start work week with lots of uni stuff due. Tired but wired. Sleep deprived but slowly sleeping earlier! Submitted stuff a little late but getting through it. Next week will be better

Okay I’ve definitely had way too much caffiene and too much work time because my eyes feel very googly and I got that wired/tired thing going on. Someone make me dinner and take out the rubbish and put away the clothes and pack my bags for me please…

…wait, that someone has to be me? Bummer. 😮‍💨 Gotta remind myself of my trip, true rest and recuperation is around the corner…

e: somehow made it to the finish line, plus the dishes and a shower. I can’t wait to just do nothing

I got so many things on my to do list done today 🙂 , just niggling things

I have every cupboard sorted now and unwanted stuff put aside, most has already been taken to op shop or distributed to neighbours

I’m gonna recreate The Slab from KFC for dinner tomorrow night for me and the kid. Soft rolls, bbq sauce, cheese sauce, popcorn chicken. Easy.

Today’s the day I know for sure I need antihistamines this season 😢

I’m doing my part🏴‍☠️

My hayfever is still raging. 😠

I have spilt coffee on myself twice today, which is twice too many. First I was walking along a footpath/bikepath and stepped on my partners heel accidentally, and he stopped to fix it and I just walked into the back of him and spilt coffee down my front. Glad I had a raincoat on lol.

Second was just now, and just out of pure unco-ness I just slopped some of my coffee onto my oodie.

Put a fork in me, I’m done 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

My father kept us imprisoned in the house. He would take me to and from school, and my mother to and from work.

Sometimes I would be allowed to go with him to do the weekly food shopping. That was it. The rest of the time, we were props from him to unleash his insanity onto.

As I grew older, my mother convinced him to let her take me to the doctor with her, by ourselves. She would then tell me to go visit with friends, then we would meet back up and go home together, with him none the wiser.

Sometimes my mother is in my dreams and for a split second when I wake up I have forgotten she has passed away.

What a life it has been.