99 Problems

1. Work is out of control busy.

2. I am super lost (i.e. aivalea) at my current work assignment.

3. Having a primary school kid and having to arrange your life around the fact that there is no more full time care for your kid during all your working hours ... it's a new discovery, a new challenge, and my goodness I feel so bad for all you other working parents out there! Let's get together and have a whine-fest (or even better, a wine-fest!)

4. I still haven't won Powerball. Obviously, or problems 1 to 3 would be resolved.

5. Ant is such a boy of a baby. He hasn't given me a smooth complexion, a "glow" or shiny/tamed hair like Lali did. Instead, he has given me a grand appetite for spicy bratwurst, bacon butties, churros and all else that is needed for getting elephantiasis.

6. I work in the middle of Wellington city. You would think that being surrounded by cafes galore it would be easy to find a date scone when you crave one, right? Wrong. I had to walk around in circles, visiting 5 cafes on a rainy morning before I could find one! Not impressed.

7. Our neighbour's visitor parked on the road in such that a way that impeded me from backing out of our driveway the way I wanted to. The hubby wisely volunteered to ask him to move, preventing a mad-preggo-lady altercation and possible charges for destruction of property ( though I would have only removed the rear bumper of his car ... that was part that was poking into our side of the driveway ... )

8. I'm sure I have about 92 or so more gripes on food and fat. Ugh. My sister takes photos from amazing angles that make me look a quarter of the size I am. People see them and say "You look so great! Upload more photos!" No thanks. I will only upload the photos that pass the "Pregnant But In Impossibly Great Shape" criteria. Hence why there aren't many.

9. Looking at Crazy Cakes and Just Desserts Facebook updates is driving me insane with cake cravings. I am refusing to do any baking right now though, because I can see it turning into a slippery slope ... of ganache and whipped cream and buttercream and custard!! Joy.

Two more months. I can do this. Just focus on the prize at the end ... that bowl of oka. Nommmm ...

Buzz Off

You know what is kinda killing my Christmas buzz? People that owed me money and promised it paid in full months ago. The last "promise" was last week, when the debtors received a bulk holiday payment that they insisted had the debt budgeted in.

What happened? A part payment showed up in my account. No communication, no consideration, just less money.

It's not really the money itself that is causing me grief, it is having to deal with constant disappointment and getting lied to and fobbed off.

When the people concerned asked for the favour they provided fervent and solemn promises in return. We'll definitely have the amount X by date Blah. Ok, something has come up, it will be in Y weeks time. Oh, I just bought some tissues lined with silver. My cat needed a colony of rats for entertainment. I unexpectedly bought some fancy things for myself. The excuse list is endless.

But it's not the excuses that piss me off. It's the general lack of any sort of consideration. Why do I have to chase my money? Like I'm some kind of finance company sucking them dry with interest and charges. Because I'm not. These people are in the inner circle of people you are supposed to trust and respect. But how can you respect someone who treats you like crap?

Are fancy gifts and shiny things really more important than respect, love and integrity? It seems to be. How sad.

One of dem days

When the day knocks the wind out of you, and words fail you, and you feel like screaming "What's going on?"

All the while wishing you were in such a peaceful place that you could stand balanced on one leg, and just let your fingers dance and your guitar wail, while your frizz mop hung over your face to shade you from the blinding lights

One night only special guest appearance by Emo Fob

May Monday meh-ness

Husband is away for a week. Daughter has come down with a bad cold. Mother-in-law (here to visit) also down with a cold. Falling behind at work, which will lead to a drop of hours to invoice, which will ultimately mean less ch-ching come next month. Just makes me want to go eat the rest of the date loaf from tonight's dessert. No wait, can't do that, because I'm too fat. What's worse than all of that, is the bad grammar resulting from the woe-is-me-ness (looks at previous sentences in disgust).

To cheer myself up, I thought I would look at pretty things. No, this is not THAT kind of blog. I went through some photos of TAV at Janet's. Scrolling through the albums...oh cute... meh ... hot! ... hmm, wonder how much that one is. Looking on the photo comments I saw someone had already asked the question, oh goodie. Wait hold on... was $575, now on special for $460?? *Rubs eyes and checks* oh my life. Four. Six. Zero. Close tab!

If I want to buy myself one of those one day, I will have to work through a few more months of weeknights, stop eating altogether (that would be a small fortune in savings itself) and there's always the option of selling my toddler. *Look down at her sleeping adorably next me* Nah, not the toddler. I do have a few sisters though...