which means I really can’t be arsed about anything…nothing is interesting me at the moment, life is bland. Work is OK, it could be better, it could be worse, its so so. My bead journal page is OK but its so so.
The only strong feelings I have at the moment is that I hate having 2 dogs in the house, especially 2 hairy dogs! They are under my feet all the time, Ayla slobbers all over the place and Angus just wants to get away from her all the time. Ayla is a good dog but I have no feelings for her, she is just an inconvenience and I hope Elisabeth finds her a garden in some other place soon. No doubt the dog notices I have no regard for her and I have tried to warm to her but I just can’t get pass the never ending drool. There are spots all over my carpets just from her drool….yuck!
Kids are OK. Emily is preparing for her return to Denton in 5 wks time. Kinda of sad that this will be her last summer with us because although she is returning to college, she is in effect moving out this summer. At least she has been upfront about her ambition never to return to the parental home except for the occasional visit. Elisabeth just drifted into it
Alan is transitioning to that stage in his own way as well, although he is wise enough to know that financially he better staying with us for the time being. However, I don’t think it will be long before he move on to somewhere else as he has been intimating that is what is he is going to do for a while now. We are at the thorny stage of negotiating a kind of rent for staying at home at the moment and he is not too happy with what I proposed,$60 a week. So Gordon looked into it, decided to average out the electricity, Internet, water and cable we pay and he pays a 1/4 (so we pay 3/4) of it each month plus $5 a day for food. Looking at the electricity bill this month alone, Alan might be happier with my suggestion. We will see, either he accepts or he decides to move out.
They are adults now but it hard to grow up with them, its been so fast and I just can’t keep up the pace to be honest. I think I want to smother and protect them for all their lives but if they are going to survive I suppose I need to let go one day. It just so bloody hard!
Postscript: That Alan, his logical is flawless! Pointed out that if he was doing 12 college hours down in SA (he plans to do 12 hours of community college), we would be paying for his rent and food. Told him to talk to his Dad, I’m done!
Just reiterate, Ayla is good dog, lovely natured and credit to Elisabeth, its me that is the problem, not the dog.




put ayla outside, she is a perfectly happy dog outside or in. don’t worry, cody says he’ll take her- kinda weary of it as i don’t trust him one bit, but its only temporary.
By: you know on July 22, 2008
at 9:18 pm
My eldest will be 15 this year… and I’m already thinking about the time when she will want to spread her wings. It must be a difficult time for you…
By: Hélène H on July 23, 2008
at 8:06 pm
I just figured it… my girls left home in 1994. They are 33 and 30. Its been 14 years since they left home. One was about 29 and the other 16. they lived together for a while. Couldn’t stop them – better to help them than to make it harder and we are all still best friends – it is hard, awful hard and happens at that time of life when beauty and my mum (who had just died) and my husband’s health were all slipping away of getting worse. Take care okay its a shit time – but you will get thought.
By: Middle Child on July 26, 2008
at 9:30 am
I meant , “but you will get though.”
By: Middle Child on July 26, 2008
at 9:32 am