FFS Friday - Sick sick money sick rain floods

If I could sum up our recent weeks for a FFS edition it would be this:

  • Sick.
  • Sick.
  • Money.
  • Texta.
  • Washing.
  • Sick.
  • Sick.
  • Washing.
  • Sewing.
  • Sleep.
  • No Sleep.
  • Washing.
  • Raining.
  • Tumble dryer.
  • Raining.
  • Roof leaking.
  • Raining.
  • Washing.
  • No roof leaking.
  • Raining.
  • Sewing.
  • Retaining wall waterfall.
  • Raining.
  • Mr S digging trenches.
  • No more retaining wall waterfall.
  • Sick. 
  • Washing.
  • Sick.
  • Nappies.
  • Washing.
  • Sewing.
  • Sewing.
  • Good news.
  • Bad news.
  • Worse news.
  • Sick.
  • Sick.


'Mum? Doing?'
'MUUUUM. WHEREAREOOOO?'
'MUUUUUUUUUUUM. MUUUMMY MUM MUM MUM MUUUUUM.'
'Yes, Millie?'
'I've got a car.'
'That's great! It's a cool car.'
'Yes!'
Leave room.
'MUUUUUM. MUMMY MUMMY MUM MUM.'
'Yes, Millie?'
<silence from Millie. She just stares.>
FFS.

I was made redundant from my job at the end of the financial year. Quite strange, really, but it saved me from making a decision I'd been putting off for almost a year. I kept extending my unpaid leave because I wasn't ready to think about it. It's strange to not have a job for the first time in five years. At the same time it doesn't really feel real, because I haven't been to work for 10 months now. But it's still weird. FFS.

The amount of times my children have been sick this year I barely would have been able to go to work anyway. FFS.

Nothing says reliable employee like needing lots of sick leave for your kids. FFS.

So I guess it's a good thing I'm a SAHM now. But some days I really miss the drive to work (alone), the drive home (alone), the spare half hour to go shopping (alone). I miss the challenges of my job, but I don't miss the inevitable office drama. I think I just miss being alone. FFS.

The good news is that the girls are glorious. As I type this, Pip's standing up at the television table watching the screensaver on Apple TV and swivelling the volume knob (note to self, check volume). Millie is turning into a stellar little lady who loves to share and cares so very much about her family. We're all 'bestens'. I love them all so much.

Not a particularly triumphant return to FFS, I know, but I've got Peekaboo to play and washing to hang up. My life is glam.