My Wednesdays are my day to catch up on stuff from the weekend and Mondays and Tuesdays because I am at Uni ALL day - I look after another little boy on Wednesdays and he and Luca play, chat, eat and play some more. I usually take them on their bikes for a ride around the lake in the hope of tiring them out!! Anyway Wednesdays are usually pretty quiet and boring! Well today things hotted up at 9.30 when 4 police cars, a locksmith and some more government cars pulled up outside my house - yes the poor family (with the crazy woman) have had their house repossessed. No - I didn't set myself up on a deck chair on my front lawn with a cup of coffee eager to watch the show. But I did get glimpses from my various windows every now and then. I know the family knew this was going to happen because I knew thanks to the official papers that had been ripped up and strewn all over my garden last week. As I was collecting them I noticed various official stamps etc - so decided to play CSI and jigsaw the bits together - inside so no one could see!! We really feel so sorry for this family - they have built that house from nothing having had another house repossessed prior.
Other stuff on my not so boring Wednesday - this afternoon I answered the phone in my cheerful "Hello Shelly speaking" -
Man on the other end: - "Could you tell me who is working now?"
Cheerful Shelly: "I am sorry?"
Man: "I just wondered if you could tell me who is working at the moment?"
Cheerful Shelly (had she been quick enough) should have said: "I am working at the moment, I have just put another load of washing on, am about to hang some more out except for the little stuff that I will put in the dryer. In fact I have been working all bloody day - since about 7.00am if you are really that interested! Getting kids up, dressed, breakfast, lunches etc And although I have already cooked the evening meal I will still be clearing tables and getting kids ready for bed, putting them in cleaning up some more oh and there is the homework stuff too and of course I have an essay due soon so I will be working late on that and it would be nice to have some time to work on my blog and I will probably finish working at about 10.30pm! Is that the kind of information you were wanting??"
But I wasn't quick enough!!
Cheerful Shelly: "This is a private number"
Sheepish Man: "Oh Sorry" very quick to hang up!!
I have mentioned before I am sure, that my phone number is one number different to a brothel in the next suburb!!! Oh yes it is. Go ask Alice (my Mum) - she was here one day looking after the kids and took quite a few phone calls from men who were ringing about the "special" advertised in the paper that day. Mum thought i had taken up a new profession!
So to the Man who I spoke to -
Cheerful Shelly: "I am too bloody knackered for that type of work! - tonight anyway!! Even though my husband is away!!!