Still slogging away...

Remember that four days work I said I'd do? Well, here I am three weeks later still doing it. *rolls eyes*

The novelty has worn off, let me tell you... but on the other hand, I am now getting a handle on the job and that means I'm having an opinion about how the whole set-up could be improved. I'm developing checklists, making suggestions, and generally attempting to run the show.. after just three weeks (well if you take away the Easter break it's actually 8 days of actual work) as a lowly admin officer. I'm hopeless.

The good thing is I can pass all my valuable feedback onto my husband, he can whip his team into shape on my behalf and I can hopefully get the flock out of there and get back to my normal life!! Ah, I miss the gym. I miss my baby girl. I miss having time to do things like shop and clean. Work!... Who needs it?!

The good news and the bad news

I got on the Dean's Merit List. That means I got a very good grade point average and will graduate in the top 10% of my year. Yay me.

That is the good news.

I have a real estate inspection tomorrow morning and appear to have eithre come down with a virus or eaten something dodgy. Either way, I am sick. The in-laws arrive on Thursday morning so that's another reason for me to have to clean the house. The house needs to be cleaned and I have no desire to do anything except lie in bed for four days. Mel is away. Woe is me.

That is the bad news.

What a relief!

We don't have bedbugs. We have little garden bugs that look exactly like bedbugs coming in our front bedroom window to escape the heat and dryness out there. Adelaide has been having a record-breaking heatwave (approx two weeks of 38-40 degrees every day!) and the poor little critters can't stand it apparently.

I almost kissed the pest control man when he told me. It would have cost around $1000 to get rid of them if it had been bedbugs. But no bedbugs. Thank God.

In other news...

Since it's been a while:

• Mel is in Indonesia this week and he has managed to buy all of Grey's Anatomy including the current season. How excitement! I've finally caught up on all the past seasons but I'm having trouble limiting my Grey's viewing to Sunday nights only. Hooray for having episodes that haven't even screened here yet. *happy dance*
  

• For the past two nights, I've been itching in my sleep. Turns out I have bed bugs. Bed Bugs?! I clean my house. I change my sheets. How the hell do I have bed bugs? But I have a bloody bed bug infestation and have had to sleep on the sofa bed until I work out what to do about the blood sucking little critters. Bed bugs!!?!! Sheesh.

• oh oh I forgot to tell you. We had a majorly satisfying win against Hellstra. Bloody big corporate bullies were trying to get us to pay a bill for a white pages listing (for Mel's old company) that we didn't believe we owed. Despite our protests, they ignored us, bulldozed us and referred our bill to a debt collector, resulting in a black mark on our credit rating that affected our application to refinance our homeloan. Arseholes! (sorry). So we called the Ombudsman and within two weeks the whole thing was resolved in our favour. It makes me SO mad that they get away with that stuff. I honestly thought we'd have to pay it but thank God Mel dug his heels in. How many people get intimidated and cough up the money? Sucks. But yay for us not having to fork out $350 that we don't owe.

I think that's the highlights. :)

Hi-ho, hi-ho....

Off to work I go.

No, I don't have a real job. Mel's work is ridiculously busy and I made a throw-away comment one day about how he could put my multiple talents to good use and give me a break from toddler-taming by letting me do some admin work. Well.. he made the same throw-away line to his colleague, one thing led to another, and here I am catching the tram into the city with the normal people for a change!

It's only for this week - and I'll give away about 60% of my pay in daycare fees and tram fees (and my non-negotiable morning coffee) - but I figured it was a good chance to get out and meet some people and also to get some practice at the whole "job" routine. You know - getting up and dressed and putting lipstick on and delivering Annabelle to daycare and catching public transport and getting somewhere at a reasonable time in the morning (i.e. other than the gym at 10.30am!).

So far, so good. Miraculously Annabelle is sleeping and waking at decent toddler hours and we've all got to where we need to be when we need to be there.

What I hate is how little time I'm getting to spend with her. I know it's only for a week, but I do want to get a real job and I fear that this is what it will be like all the time when I do. This morning she got up at 7am and I had to drop her at dayare by 7.50am to get an 8am tram. The poor little chicken had barely rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and I was frantically changing, feeding and dressing her, and tossing her into the car. Then I pick her up around 5.30pm, we get home, cook, she eats, has a bath and is settling down for bed by 8pm.

This is not parenting in my opinion. I know I'm not cut out to be a full-time stay-at-home parent and that she does really love daycare. I know I want more than anything to get a part-time internship and get my psych registration and that will involve working 3 days per week at least. I'm sure we'll slip into a routine and it will be fine, but I really have trouble with the idea of my child spending more time with paid carers than she does with me.

I don't know what the balance is, but I hope I manage to find it. Until then, bring on Friday.

Addicted to Grey's

We love Grey's Anatomy. We're new to the show but obviously we'd heard about it and I've always wondered what the fuss was about. Last year I had no time for TV being a full-time uni student, the year before I had a newborn and the year before I was pregnant and didn't make it past 7.30pm. So I missed TV for a while.

But now I have a child who doesn't sleep until 10pm so we do plenty of night-time TV watching in an effort to distract us from the human whirlwind that is Annabelle. We watch TV and she empties my wallet into the toilet (but that's another story....)

So I decided to watch the first episode of McDreamy this year and I love love LOVED it. Then we went to Sydney and our friends told me they had the first season on DVD if I wanted to borrow it. So I did, and Mel watched it with me. We were both completely hooked. We have been to the video store and borrowed the entire Season Two and plan to plough through that and Season Three to bring us up to speed. We spend hours watching back to back episodes. It's quite sad really. And speaking of sad, we both cry like babies in every single episode. Man, we love it.

In the meantime we are still watching the current season on Sunday nights and that's just a bit weird. Like a Back to the Future type thing. Does my head in a bit, but it's also a bit like having a sneak preview of what's to come as we make our way through the backlong of old episodes.

So we are addicts. We know what the fuss was about. That is all.

ooh ooh I forgot...

Bob said that we would move back to Queensland in six years and that our kids will go to school in Qld.

Cool. :)