All You Need To Know About Dating You Can Learn From Disney

Dating advice for the not so desperate!

An occasional series, taking advice from Disney and taking the piss out of being single and dateless!

 

Dating tip #3

Accept that there are no normal ones left over the age of 30.

It's all downhill after 29.

 

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FFS Friday

FFS Friday

 

Got the new rental house. No FFS.

Packing and shifting with 6 days notice. FFS

Kids changing schools. Again. 3rd school this year. FFS.

I've spent a small fortune on various school uniforms this year. FFS.

Lost battery charger for whiz bang camera. FFS.

Last week, gave up and ordered another from EBay. FFS.

Packing a box. Found battery charger. FFS

 

No vote from me

Dear Matthew,

I think it is admirable you are standing as an independent in the upcoming state elections. Parliament needs more variety and the more choices we have, the more chances we have electing someone that truly represents their constituents and not a political party.

However I digress.

You are in danger of not even getting a look in for my vote.

You are no ordinary politician, I accept this. Your need to take up not 1 or 2 car park bays, but three, puts you in the "not just any politician" position. 3 bays!!! Really!! Outside of a busy school that is already pushed for parking.

Cheers mate.

Lela

P.S please ignore the empty car space next to me. I rock up to school half an hour early, just to get a car park. Those empties, they fill up real quick.

First Day Nerves

My last wee babe starts school today. He is so excited. Very nervous. And soooo ready for this.

I'm all of those too!

You will not conquer me.

I have a fear...that's not quite the right word, but it'll do, of the telephone. Not of it ringing, but of me calling people, talking to them.

Now, part of it stems from being hearing impaired. But to hide behind this is a bit of a cop out. It's more.

Some days I'm fine. I'll make a stream of calls. But other days, I procrastinate and avoid even making simple calls (like making appointments).

And then days where i'll hold the phone, write out scripts, give myself prep talks and procrastinate on pinterest looking for images depicting inspiring quotes to boost my confidence.

Meh.

I know it's part of a broader 'socially anxious and somewhat socially awkward' personality I have.
At times it impacts on my life. Lost friends, lost hours, lost opportunities.

In face to face situations I get by. But the phone.....oh my do I hate the phone.

And now I have a job that requires regular phone usage. I'm also co-running a business which also requires using the phone.

This will not conquer me.

All Clear, See You Next Year

Well Australian Hearing services won't be seeing the girls until next year.

Zoë continues to have perfect hearing, the only one of my four children that didn't inherit my bad hearing.

Lily has no change (yay!). She only has a mild loss in one ear, no need for aids for her.

My boys will go for a check up in November, and hopefully both will have no further decline in hearing. Both have a hearing loss in both ears which they wear hearing aids.

Pic is of my girls enjoying the train trip home. :)

Life Goes On

So I decided to pull out of TAFE. I'll just be concentrating on my new (part-time) job, my little business and more importantly, being a SAHM.

I'm disappointed. But on the other hand, relieved. I really enjoyed the last two weeks, interacting with grown ups and using my brain/creativity/skills. But the stress of money, the stress of household chores and the stress of not seeing/being there for my babies just didn't make it worth it.

So now I'll only be out of the house one day per week, my little boy will be in daycare on that day and my big kids won't need to go to before/after school care.

On friday and saturday I contemplated what I was going to do, I kept changing my mind. I'm a 'look for signs' kind of person and on Sunday I had a few. Firstly in The Sunday Times was an article about parents needing to make more time for their kids, to not put so much emphasis on material wealth, to be more involved in their schooling.

Then in the liftout magazine was an article on Free Range kids.

Both articles resonated with me because to be the type of parent I want to be, to type of parent I value, I can't achieve if I'm not at home to be with them. I just can't have my cake and eat it too.

Then the deciding factor was the sermon at church. It was the story of Samson and Delilah, but it was the points made by my Pastor that resonated with me. That our strength can also be our weakness. My Pastor spoke about balance, that we all need balance, and he also spoke about failure.

All this was in relation to the Samson story, but I could see the applications in my life at this moment.

So this morning, I dropped my kids off at school. I spoke to my daughters teacher. I held hands with my son as we strolled to the car. I'm sitting on the lounge, cuddling my youngest son, listening to the rain, while he watches Postman Pat and I type on the laptop.

Life may not have taken the direction I had thought it would (looking back on my dreams and hopes), I may be impatient for it to be 'my time', but on the whole I am happy.