the mixed pot of posts - bad, slack, icky & useless
Greetings all, A mixed pot post to start my week on a Tuesday, thanks to the Canberra Day long weekend.
The bad - my ambitious middle girl, in happier times on Sunday . . .
& again this morning, sporting cuts, bruises & a nasty open wound on her shoulder as she took a dive off her bike onto the road yesterday afternoon. Her face is badly grazed & her torso looks like a bear attacked her, nasty & not fit for school today!! You may remember this child from when she smashed her front teeth out coming off her scooter & splitting her chin open running down the hall. Her greatest hits!!
The slack - i loathe the tooth fairy tradition, it's exciting for your first child, but i believe our children are indulged enough. Sweet story aside, our tooth fairy can take days to come & sometimes borrows coins from money boxes. My 3rd grade son lost his first tooth, which promptly went missing after parading it around. My children assume there is a 'no tooth, no fee' policy as our forgetful fairy often doesn't deliver, he did get same day payment . . . we'll see how long that keeps up.
The icky - will not include any images thank you very much. I was looking at our trailer today (as my lovely next door neighbour mowed my front lawns yesterday) & discovered . . . trailer really does equal trash. I spied a used condom, in our trailer, parked in front of our house. Ewww. Worse, the wrapper was there too (just in case i was kidding myself it was a plastic bag) so i think someone had sex in our trailer, 50cm from our home. I've already disinfected it, & the tyre iron used to remove it, revolting!! FYI we live in the most dead boring family neighbourhood, i'll never look at that trailer the same way again. Trashy trailer.
The Useless - we live in a suitable house provided by the Army at reduced market rate rent (no it's not free housing) & when things require maintence, we call Defence Housing & they organise a tradesman. So when our under-the-sink pipes started dripping yesterday, i called them. Naturally the 'public holiday' meant no plumber is poor enough to come out to fix my pipes, until the next business day (today). By 11a.m., no plumber so i called again & wouldn't you know, it was never booked!! It's scheduled & this is exactly what the plumber's receptionist said to me "i understand you have children to pick up from school so can you make yourself available between 1-4p.m.??" Urgh!! There are actual holes in the pipes, i'm not a plumber, it's not my house, i'm waiting for a professional, patiently, but when exactly do they think school finishes?? I've been expecting them all morning, so i have errands to run now.
In the mean time i have a washing machine filled with wet towels, sorry MARCS!!
Does incompetence make your blood boil?? I'm a really relaxed person, very patient & forgiving, however, it's so mind blowingly brain numbing that people get paid to do jobs that require common sense & time frames, yet they are lacking in both. How are you spending your day?? I'm emptying buckets of water under my sink & re-disinfecting my trailer. At least it's sunshiney!! Blogging as therapy folks, thanks for listening. Love Posie EDIT: Plumber been & gone before 1p.m. Ripley's Believe It Or Not/ Guiness Book of Records entrant here!!