Saturday, October 25, 2008

Return from Exile

I'm sneaking back in here on return from my self imposed exile. I just lost interest in the computer for a while, and in the world outside the 4 walls I live in for a while. It happens every now and again, usually at this time of year. It's no big deal. *shrug*

So what's been happening I hear no-one cry?

Got more fish. :-)
R is going away again. :-(
AC is now a very fluent reader, and on Stage 4 books. :-)
AC loves me nine hundred million seventy six thousand four hundred and eighty two and a half. :-)))))))
AC has started footy practice. I'd like to write an unkind post about his tears caused by his father at his first footy practice, but I won't.
He-Ex has given up work to look after his mother apparently.
She-Ex has an *amazing* new job that she is *very damned good* at, but which she uses as an excuse to mess the phone calls around to suit her, as well as telling us that the BG wants nothing to do with us, and knows nothing about us. Even whilst in computer exile we blogged to her at least once a week. I don't think she gets to hear them. And her school report was shocking - the drop over the summer showed that nothing effective was done at home. Anyway.

I'm trying to FLY again. We'll need to! I've begun a CJ which is more pared down than the last monstrosity.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008


Yesterday and today I have enjoyed the WiiFit board thingy.

I struggle to exercise sometimes, being of an easily bored nature. I used to like going to the gym, before I had Sam, and I would love to go again, but finances being what they are, and childcare being what it is, and general work levels and inclination being what it is, I don't.

So R bought a WiiFit. What a damn good piece of fun it is! The only thing I don't like about it is that there is no children's setting, i.e. it keeps telling the Adorable Child to set a goal and lose weight.


He's 5!

However, for yours truely, it's good. I've just done 20 minutes exercise whilst tea was cooking. And that isn't a contradiction in terms because I am 5ft3 and weight 10st4 (144lbs) so whilst I am slightly over according to the machine, it's no big deal as far as I am concerned. I want to strengthen my back and hips and so on, because they are knackered and we would like to have a child. I mean we.

I don't mean I.

I mean we.

He *wants* to.

Ah, but (and here's the rub!) there are many factors. Finance, AC, Ex's, housing, all that stuff. Plus I am a crunchy mummy, but I'd have to plonk the child in nursery at a year old. And it would massively change our lives. Right now, I'll freely admit most people would say we had the best of both worlds. We have the AC all week, and all day Sunday, and twice a week I get to come home without him, and on a Friday his Daddy has him until 6pm Saturday. Most people say "Oh, you get a day to yourselves, how lovely!"

Not if you're me.

"You can go out on a Friday night!"

And what? I'd rather know my son was asleep in bed upstairs.

Anyway. All that would have to go if there was going to be another baby. No more lie ins (not that I do anyway!) No more random bike trips. No more random money expenditures.

But that's what I want. I want a child. Not a baby all cute and cuddly (although they are!) but a child.

And so does he. Eventually but soon, whatever that means!

Ah well.

Back to the Step Plus.