Rain. Shine. Rain. Shine. All in all, a typical mid-July afternoon. Outside, the Other Harf is perched up a ladder trying to clean clumps of grass out of the gutters (how so much of it makes it up there I do not know). Up in the paddock behind the house, the cows are bleating about the lack of grass, so maybe we could hook them up. But cows and ladders are not really an option.
Me, I’m spitting and swearing about the absolutely DIRE internet speed our Vodem (yes, Vodafone, I’m linking to you! I want my money back!) is producing. Slow? Think retired hamster with hip replacement speed. I have seen mould grow quicker. It’s time to face facts and get us some satellie action, via the likes of Farmside. Yes, ka-ching, it’s going to cost money, but wah! I wanna watch You Tube! I want to upload massive amounts of photos in the blink of an eye! And download music and a printer driver so my printer can talk to my new PC! Is that too much to ask???
Miss 8.10 is moping round the house due to a large bollocking she received from yours truly for lying, yet again (this time to her nana, who was most concerned that an almost nine year old was pulling that sort of stunt). Due to the complete lack of remorse and the fact that she just keeps spinning blatant fibs I have informed our daughter (in a very stern, horrible mother voice) that if any grown-up catches her lying again she will have the following punishments dealt out to her: no telly, no DVDs, no computer, no pocket-money and no trips to her favourite cafe after Saturday morning netball FOR A WHOLE MONTH. There was a bit of shiny-eyed, lower lip dropping, you’re so mean to me, but I think it’s sunk in. It just really annoys me that she’s such a good kid in so many ways and she should know better. Humph!
On a lighter note, my new job is going really well, and I’m actually happy to get out of bed of a morning now (and it really does help that I have some lovely new clothes to wear). I’ve been dwelling on the old job, thinking about the things that happened and how I was treated and have decided to write it all down, to get closure about a period that was one of the most unhappiest of my life.
And then I can move on for good.
Your lack of internet speed truly and utterly sucks. Let’s hope farmside is a bit better. Kids eh? Fibs r them I reckon. At least you’re dealing with it though. btw what did you think of the rugby last night? At least they pulled finger in the 2nd half.