oh the devastation. oh the pain. the tears almost shed but stopped on account of mum calling. i stayed up listening to that game, feeling sick the whole time, my tummy twisted up in hope, fear, desire and they lost. by one point. and the thing is, by the sounds of it west coast deserved the win. they did a good job in last year's grand final and obviously this year they just came out and did the job. i was heart broken though. still am a little melancholy when i think about it.
anyway, so then mum rang when it was done. didn't speak for long because rach had somewhere to go. some nightclub called prince. on chapel st. says it all really. her boyfriend really is a poof. so mum's calling again tomorrow night. things apparently aren't well at home, mum's pissed and thinking about divorce. normally i shrug this off thinking whatever but i texted rach to ask her (had to, it was the only secret way to ask) and she said she actually didn't know if it was an empty threat like usual. so it could be bad. i'm pissed off about it. but i can't do anything. why vow to stay together forever if you're not going to? so i've got some issues with that.
then, a funny little story, i got to bed at like 3:30 and before 9 this morning emily for the first time escapes down to the basement with no one knowing bangs on my door saying 'kelly! kelly, open the door! kelly' over and over. so i open the door and pick her but have no energy to walk up the stairs so i take her into my room and let her get into bed for me and wait for someone to realise she's missing. it took half an hour. in the meantime she had almost trashed my bed, ran upstairs to get her juice with no one seeing her, came back down and proceeded to use me a trampoline to jump down onto the bed. oh my god i was so tired. finally i hear them realise and walking around upstairs calling her name and she's sitting on my bed going 'mummy coming, ssshhhhhh' with her finger over her mouth. matthew comes down into the basement and doesn't bother actually walking down there and when i call out i wasn't loud enough so ended up getting out of bed and going to the stairs saing 'she's down here in my bed' so they all come down and she's dropped everything off the bedside table including my glasses which she bent. thankfully i bent them back again. and got back to sleep and woke up at 12:30. so that was my morning.
i worked this arvo and time flew. was a good afternoon. now i am tired and will be going to bed again very soon.
tomorrow i'm studying for my test all day as monday i have to work cause pat has a jury trial starting.
hope everyone's weekend went well.