They're in the post

Well, this giving up coffee thing is starting to have some pretty amusing effects on me.

Apart from the corker of a headache that has been my constant companion for the past 4 days, I have been so grouchy and tired!

Some of that may be due to the withdrawals but I’m wondering how much of it may also be because I broke my glasses earlier in the week. My eyesight is so terrible without them, I often feel squeamish and get headaches.

I put them in a zip-lock bag along with the broken pieces so I could take them up to the optometrists to see if they could fix them, and last night I put them next to my handbag ready to go with me in the morning.

A very good friend of mine called me today and after we’d chatted for a bit , I told her that I was trying to quite my caffeine habit and she exploded into laughter.

She giggled as she said “Well, I’m DEFINITELY not coming near you for a few weeks then- I remember LAST time you tried to quit” .

But then she must have realised that she was supposed to be understanding and sympathetic and tried to offer a little compassion. She is just hilarious. We’ve often joked that the reason that we get on so well is because she is just like Mr Patient and her husband is just like me!

She’s one of those “tell it like it is” people and told me that she hoped that I would have some more success this time around. But she is right about one thing…… I was a real cow the last time I tried to give it up. *sigh*.

After lunch, I had to go up to the post office to post some parcels of stuff that we sold on eBay last week and I also grabbed my glasses so that I could take them in with me as well.

I posted the parcels in the box out the front and made my way back to the car and opened the boot to put Lucas’ stroller back in.

It was then that I noticed all the junk that the kids had left in there over a few weeks and I saw that I was parked right beside a bin, so I decided to de-clutter a bit and started throwing all the rubbish into it. When I was finished, I took my prescription sunglasses out of my bag and drove home again.

I came into the study and sat down at the computer to check my emails and my head started to throb so I reached onto the top of my head to retrieve my glasses that I sometimes leave perching up there and right at that moment I started giggling.

I’d realised that I had either “posted” them or thrown them in the bin at the shops.

Ooops!

$450 glasses are now either on their way to Perth or the local tip!

I rung Mr Patient at work and he exploded with laughter and proceeded to tell his entire office what his wife had done. I’m never showing my face THERE again!

So, here I sit with my sunglasses on at 7:30 in the evening praying for this damn headache to subside.

And fighting the thought that I’m unable to dismiss: ………………………I ………………………NEED……………………COFFEE!!!!

I wonder why my kids are crazy? Hmmmmm


You know that old  saying…..about being tarred with the same brush?

Well, I’ve been going through some old albums and I came across these

great pictures of me and my late dad.

It seems that I have passed the art of posing stupidly for cameras onto my children.

And I think it’s hilarious :D

Gosh I miss you Dad xxx