Right I've got your attention!

Wow! I can't believe I've been away so long....so much has happened.

I have FINALLY got a new job, not only that but I've started it too! I am now a full time worker, at a firm of solicitors. However my old firm won't let me go until I have worked my months notice, so I am working part-time at the old job and part-time at the new one until I finally wave goodbye to this God-forsaken-hole on Friday 30th!

The new job is so busy, I don't get time to catch my breath or drink my coffee. But the times just flies by! Unlike here where I've been sat for three and a half hours twiddling my thumbs.

I will be able to catch the train into work, as I will be working in town...and I get an hour and 15 mins for lunch!

So...only a couple of weeks to go.....

I am still working Saturday too though cleaning, and I hope to be able to stop that too. Its so much harder now I'm working full time...I only get Sunday off and I'm pooped then. However my house is tied up with the cleaning job, and if I lose one I lose the other too. So I will be homeless if I stop cleaning. I am desperately looking for another rental in the area, but with two dogs and two cats understanding landlords are hard to find.

So there you go....and thats just work...I'll have to fill you in with the family news later as I want to start closing down the reception (even though I have half an hour to go).

Hope you are all well....missed ya all.

Mumzie

Firstly can I say a big thank you for all of the lovely messages I had wishing me Happy Birthday...it was lovely to log on today and get them all....

I had a nice day, quiet, but nice. Just pottered about, went into town for an hour with hubby and Jess..then off to the pub for a meal. It was nice not to have to dash about....and now I'm 40 I will probably find dashing about even harder!

Its strange the affect chaning from one age to another can have when there is a zero involved. I feel I have joined a whole new club...the over 40's! I do feel slightly more empowered, I am woman hear me roar! I am forty years old....and there is a certain wisdom that goes with that....

So stand back....I'm coming through

Saw the GP who said he would refer Jess to see someone to talk through her problems. However the waiting list is long.....

Nothing else to suggest, he just sent us on our way. So I don't feel any further forward.

Decided to tell my mum about it today and she went mad, told me I'm too soft on Jess who needs to be told to "toughen up and get on with it". She shouted at me for about 15 mins lecturing me on how to bring up my daughter....which makes me giggle considering how messed up I am. Don't get me wrong I'm not blaming all my problems on my parents, just some of them lol.

OMG...Patrick Swayze has died. I spent most of the late 80's madly in love with this man thanks to Dirty Dancing. Me and my best friend sat and watched the same sections of video over and over again....the start where she first meets him, the bit where baby goes to his room after they did the dancing in public thing and she spends the night, and then of course..."no one puts Baby in a corner"....

I even went out with a guy because he looked like him...we didn't have much else in common and it didn't last long as I soon realised he couldn't dance like Patrick or be quite so damn manly!!! I was pretty shallow back then......

But Patrick kept my hope alive that there were real men out there...who were the full package...I'm lucky to have found mine

So RIP Mr Swayze.....x

Well yesterday was just glorious, a really beautiful "glad-to-be-alive" kinda day. Today...forget it, hide the sharp instruments and cower under the duvet!

Sundays are never a great day in our house, the shadow of what we all face on Monday overpowers most of the enjoyment to be had.
Me-having to go to that hateful place called work, where everyone is up their own backsides, and two faces are just not enough.
Hubby-another day of being eaten alive by midges and working for the landlord and his wife who speak posher than the queen and make you feel like you should tug your forlock and bow when you meet them!
Daughter- another day at that awful school, where Emo's and Ned's are at constant war, and the "populars" never let you forget you're not!

I hope your Monday is going to be better than ours x

My goodness what a ripe and beautiful day it is. Autumn always makes me think of words like, ripe, succulent, golden, amber, crunchy, crispy..oooohhh I love it. Its far nicer than spring or summer, the light takes on a golden glow that makes everything look better. The spiders webs just hang with sparkling diamonds that make you stop and catch your breath.

Even Jessica said "Scotland looks pretty today" as we drove the bus at 7.30am (usually I can hardly get a grunt out of her at that time of day)!

The tree's are starting to turn, and the horse chestnut tree at the end of the road is already several shades of gold and red.

Is it me or does the air even smell sweeter?

Its Sunday night, almost Monday morning. Where on earth did the weekend go?! I know time seems to be gathering pace, is that because we're almost in Autumn? Is it because we're on the downhill slope to Christmas? Or is it because I'm getting older?

Probably a bit of all of those things....

Whatever you're doing...have a peaceful night and a beautiful morning x

Well, after dragging my sorry backside home last night I was greeted at the door by a smiling daughter and hubby. Wondering what they had broken, or lost Jess handed me a large envelope. Inside was a letter congratulating her on winning a story competition the school had entered her for.

After tears, hugs and much screaming, bouncing and ecstatics from my good self we sat down and it turns out there were 30,000 entries from all over the UK and a selection were picked to appear in a book that will be in ever Library in the UK! Jess was one of just two pupils from her school to be selected. Another wave, of proudness... I knew she had a talent that way when she won a poetry competition which schools all over the highlands entered. She won the Primary School entry.

When we had calmed down slightly she went on to tell me about her Chemistry teacher. Now remember she had switched from French to Chemistry and was in her second lesson yesterday when the teacher started laying into her for no reason. When she handed Jess a book for stuff she would need to learn to catch up with the others Jess made a mock shocked face...and was shouted at by the teacher "This is a serious subject Jessica and if you don't think you can do the work you should leave now" She then asked Jess questions she had no way of knowing (bearing in mind it was only her second lesson) and basically by the end of the lesson Jess was so scared to open her mouth she couldn't wait to get out.

Now I'm not trying to teach my grandmother to suck eggs...but surely teachers should realise that to shout at a pupil like that is not going to get them anywhere. I could understand if Jess was a bad kid..but she isn't. She is quiet and keeps her head down and gets on with it.......

I was shaking with rage when I rang the school this morning. I'm going to speak to Jessie's guidance teacher next week.....

Oh heck, in 40 minutes I've managed to eat two bags of crisps, one of my Marmite sandwiches and a Jaffa cake bar! I've still another three hours to go!
After work I'm off to the "Company Update" which means I have to sit and listen to a load of boring talk about company profits and yardy yardy ya...I've usually nodded off by then.
I wouldn't mind but I HAVE TO GO not only to listen to the boring talk, but also help out. I wouldn't mind but myself and my colleague are the only ones who have children. She only lives five minutes from work but after working this afternoon, then this evening I have an hours drive and a family to take care of.
Oh I sound moany don't I? I should be grateful for my job, but I'm not. I hate having to pretent to be interested in corporate stuff...being polite to people I can't stand....I can feel the headache developing as I type : (

Well, we went in to see Jessie's year head. He was very good, and listened as much as he talked. He even called in Jessie's guidance teacher, a lovely lady, and we all chatted there. Jess has agreed to give Chemistry a go. I told her, at least the teacher will speak to you in English so you're on to a winner already! So she has had her last French lesson, and gone into a small chemistry class, so I'm keeping everything crossed she will enjoy it. Though I expect she’ll come home one day with no eye brows!!

She is also doing, History, Biology, Geography and Admin as her options, the rest like Maths and English she has to do. She wants to go into the police force after leaving uni, where she hopes to study psychology.

It’s strange, she knows where she wants her life to go, me on the other hand, I'm almost 40 and I still don't know what I want to do when I grow up!

The year head did tell me that Jessie's year is the worst they have had in the history of the school. They were warned about pupils when they left primary school to go there...and he says their behaviour has not improved. For some reason they think it is cool to have detention, or a punishment. It’s not seen as cool to succeed. What are we doing wrong for our young people? It amazes me, it really does. I think things are getting worse, no respect for elders, for other peoples possessions or for each other....

God help us when this generation is ruling the country!