Apologies for not writing or commenting lately - AGAIN! I am a terrible blogger, but life is conspiring against me. It doesn't stop does it?
My computer has given up and clapped out!
I am devastated.
It has been in the workshop since Tuesday, being analysed by student computer geeks and the prognosis is not too good.
Hubby has now left for the States for a sodding WEEK, but I have managed to commandeer his laptop - which I am having severe trouble with, as it seems to have a mind of its own like everything else in this house.
My car was whining and according to Hubby so was its owner! Charming!
We took the car back to the garage where they repaired it before, and there was a bit of row between Hubby and some butch bird called Brenda. Hubby said that they had not fixed the car properly and Brenda was defending the company.
It got a bit nasty and almost came to blows!
You know, when you're just so used to sorting out everyone else's problems that you just don't have the energy to sort out your own.
I'm currently involved in a sticky battle to do with Father, where solicitors are involved and we're fighting for what is rightfully his, because some of his nearest and dearest think they can just take from a vulnerable adult and they think no-one cares about his welfare.
It beggars belief! Family too!! Absolute B'stards!!!
Do they not think that someone is looking after him and watching what goes on????
Well, they haven't reckoned on me then. Because I will fight tooth and nail my Dad.
This is war.
So with all this going on, plus Olly and Amber and Liam and the students, my resources are bit drained. But Hubby let rip into Brenda and it was just to nice to have someone fight a battle for me. Stick up for me, like my dad used to.
I miss that.
My Hubby has now been elevated to place of 'Hero'!
In other news, the students are OK. Spanish, whose curfew was 2100 hours is now out until 1am!!
The other 3 are getting on my wick, with their dirty feet on my couch and taking over the telly. But like any other 14 year old you just have to tell them what to do. What they going to say? No?
I rang the agency and told them they had been in the house for the last 3 nights and that I am not an unpaid babysitter and it is not for me to entertain them in the evenings. Seems to have got through. They went out last night. They leave Tuesday, then we get another 3. Hopefully the next lot will be better, they are older.
When I was a teenager I was out all the time. This lot just lounge around getting under my feet. How sad is that?
Liam has just this minute rang and said he is moving back home this evening!!!!!!
I hope that this episode with that vile woman is now over. Apparently she is dropping him off tonight. Although, God knows where he is going to sleep! Couch I think.
What wouldn't I give for a little peace - but that's not my life. xx
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