Had a lovely night out last night with a new group - great group, we all want to get together again.
Also, after a little throw up last night, I think after eating some of Zooki's leftovers, Sammi not only got up for breakfast scarfed down a saucer of food and sampled a little more. She's been off her food since the ultrasound so a huge relief...
Did Father's Day shopping plus birthday shopping as Mr P's bday is in a few weeks, and I thought I may as well get it out of the way whilst all the manly gifty goods were on display for the purchasing at a discount price lol.
A friend of a friend of ours has a Staffy which has just had pups and we are being offered our choice. ๐๐ค๐๐ค๐๐ค๐๐ค are my thoughts at the moment. I love them; I've always found them loving, staunch, and funny, such clowns. And I'd love for the kids to finally have a dog. And the breeder's lovely. BUT... The side fence needs replacing and the neighbours insist they can't afford to pay their share, so we've been nailing bits together and making do with star pickets for years. They've got a very exy breed of dog they've had for a few years (think several grand) so I'm surprised they're not more motivated to do the fence, but blood from a stone I guess. A Staffy would eat the fence for brekkie. Plus they do need very strong, solid and consistent training right from the very beginning. Plus all the costs involved, on a single income ๐ฌ I feel very sad inside, because I always thought that if you can't afford to prioritise the costs of pet ownership for an animal that relies on you for it's existence then you shouldn't do it. If I'm not being a hypocrite then I know my answer, even though I haven't given an answer yet. It's not fair for the dog or us if we're just scraping by. But it hurts. It's not the first time I've been offered a pup; last time it was a Jack Russell, a breed I love even more (I've owned 3). That one really hurt to say no to, and Mr P was shitty at me for days, but I just can't. I can't if I can't afford to be the kind of owner the dog deserves. And it hurts ๐
I get so stressed out seeing my family. I love my dad and them, but I feel like such a failure.
My cousin just got her cert in childhood education, and I dunno. I feel left behind, alone. A black sheep, where my cousins are successful and I'm still floundering away trying to get anywhere.
I suppose it's easier for Dad to be proud of them, when they have done things to be proud of.
I know these are my own insecurities, and I'd never project onto anyone. But it's hard seeing my own success when I don't feel I've gotten anywhere at all, or done anything notable. I guess it would be nice if they reached out at all, but they only do when something is going on, and even then I've been forgotten lol
To market, to market, to buy a fat pig. Only not a pig just some liquid nails and barkeepers friend. Someone put a lovely 19th century copper wash ewer out on the nature strip. Just needs the base re-attached more securely and a bit of polishing. Holds about an ordinary bucketful so will come in very useful as well as beautiful.
And the pouring handle is a lion's head, and there are gorgeous reinforcing bits at the sides with lion's heads on them.
Laurent closes in 20 mins... do I go... no, I'll make it a Sunday morning treat. So that it gets me out of the house. Just not feeling it today.
Vacuumed the house after like 3 weeks (gross ,I know) and that's about all I want to do for the day. I did the most urgent thing and that's good enough. zzzzz
Pretty chuffed with my sat morn brunch of leftover rice, leftover steamed broccoli stir fried with eggs, jarred ginger/garlic, and "olive vegetable" paste. Haven't cooked in quite a while with the craziness/exhaustion of the last two weeks. There is something satisfying and grounding about making and eating your own meals, I should do some meal prep this weekend while I've got a bit of breathing space.
At 2 pm today I put a batch of pea & ham soup into the slow cooker. It's just finished now. Note to self: next time remember to use high setting not low.
Bleh. My hair hit my waist or past it and I really couldnโt be bothered with the hairdresser so while it was still wet from washing I just cut like 4-5 inches off to lose some length and neatened it up.
Iโve tried a more straight cut this time. I donโt have a second mirror to check whether itโs even but Iโve been keeping it clipped up a lot anyway.
I just donโt care anymore. Iโm tired and literally just trying to survive.
Went for a sneaky run in work hours yesterday, which means I don't feel that guilty about not going this morning - so currently enjoying a coffee. Full month off due to being clumsy.. Feels good to be back out there.
Not really a fan of the new straight across. I softened the ends a bit but was too cautious, so itโs still a bit blunt and l donโt really like it. It is a more manageable length though.
Iโve spent today just sleeping cuddled up with Melbcat. Daily life is really hard.