G'day, people.
My, we've been fast to respond today! I was just sitting down to reply (no other replies) when the phone rang. Then I checked my emails. Forty five minutes later, look how many of you have got in ahead of me!
Linda, I fully agree about becoming a good advocate for yourself in order to be there for the kids to the best of your ability. I also find it is good practice for when I have to advocate for the kids. I hope kt finds the bag she is looking for - I think I need to bite the bullet and finally get myself a decent bag instead of the frayed bumbag I've been using for years.
TM, sounds like a busy but fun day planned. I hope the rehearsal goes well - I well remember the difficulty we used to have, getting started. We'd stall, chat about stuff, look embarrassed at each other and never really rehearse properly.
Sharon/WO, sounds like you had a marvellous weekend away at the wedding. Don't overdo it in the gym!
Kathie, it's supposed to be holidays for you, isn't it? I hope you manage to get the nap you need.
I had a quiet-ish morning although I was busy on the phone, advocating for difficult child 3 (again) with our bureaucracy problems (*sigh*). Problems sort of sorted - for now. Then I grabbed a spare minute while difficult child 3 was off the computer, to get the contact details of any local pet shops to call and ask about budgies. difficult child 3 had scrubbed Lucky's budgie cage clean in case he died because of some sort of infection, then I put it out in the sun. I had a doctor's appointment schedule this afternoon which entailed a drive "to the mainland" with mother in law and while mother in law had her turn in with the doctor, I took difficult child 3 to the pet shop and we looked at their budgies. One immediately stood out as THE choice - the wild green banded colouration difficult child 3 had wanted (and husband had advised, as likely to be stronger) and it also seemed to be the most curious and lively in a very lively cage of little birds. In the fifteen minutes or so it took for the shopkeeper to finally come and catch him for us, we remained convinced this was the right choice. The shopkeeper clipped the wings (evenly and not too much) then put him (the bird) in a box. For the rest of the evening difficult child 3 sat in the back of the car, quietly talking to the cardboard box.
We got home at about 8 pm after me seeing the doctor, and then mother in law & I getting our shopping done.
The doctor - I told her about my increased pain and problems with some tingling and loss of feeling - tests are ordered. Other test results were back, there are still problems. I'm looking forward to forgetting my worries and helping difficult child 3 tame this new budgie. He's called him Buddy. And judging by the way he seemed to be sweet-talking all the female budgies in the cage at the shop, we may have to change his name to Rhett. Our older female budgie is in for a shock. Should we change her name to Demi?
Tomorrow it looks like I'll be babysitting a sick child, therapist's daughter and good friend. It promises to be a full day.
Enjoy your Monday.
Marg