THE PEACE IS ABOUT TO BE SHATTERED!

One week of peace left before the six weeks school holidays is upon us!
Don't know about you, but I'm dreading it! Especially with the weather the way it is. Six weeks of trying to amuse a seven year old who you can't throw outside to play because of all this rain!There's only so much painting, drawing, cutting and gluing you can do for six whole weeks!



The housework comes to a total stop (not that it isn't just a slow crawl normally!) "Mum, watch this", "Mum, come and help me do that", "Mum, can we go somewhere", "Mum, I'm bored, think of something I can do", "Mum, when is the rain going to stop", "Mum", "Mum", "Mum"!
Then again, if it were sunny, I'd be moaning that it costs too much to have days out here and there. First, the travel cost, unfortunately I don't drive so would need to take the bus then a coach or train, then there are the entrance fees, food and drinks, then the souvenir shops! My Daughter thinks we have a money tree in our back garden!
Being an unemployed Mum and carless, can make this a very difficult time of year.

Going off the subject for a bit, (my brain often wanders onto something else!) I have, in the past, had two cars, (my Saab was my baby, I adored that car!) I have driven all over the Country and absolutely love driving, I just seem to become a jibbering wreck when I hear the word 'test'. If they didn't tell me it was a 'test' and just pretended I was giving someone a lift, I would pass with flying colours! Hubby doesn't drive either, so we walk a lot (why am I not a size ten!).

Guess I'm just a natural moaner. Hey, could do it for a living! (Brain gone walkabout again!). Spend my days writing moany letters to Companies on behalf of people who are too busy to write them themselves, I could call my little Company 'Moanin' Minnies'
I almost started a business once with my Sister, doing insulting greetings cards, we have always loved writing insulting poems to each other (my big Brother joins in too!) in Birthday and Christmas cards, and putting different words to songs. We kept it to family and friends, and it went down very well, until it eventually sort of petered out (as did the number of our friends, he, he!). We still do it with family though.

Getting back to driving 'test', I just seem to go to pieces, it's like.....have you ever become aware of your tongue? It's weird, you suddenly realise you have this big muscle thing flopping about in your mouth and as soon as you are aware of it, you thtart to talk funny and looth control of it becauth you can feel it, thith great big thing your mouth! Ith enormuth!
This is what happens to me when anyone mentions the word 'test', I sit in the car and suddenly become aware of my arms, legs, head etc.. then realise I have to be aware of what is going on outside the car as well as what my arms and legs are doing inside the car, (driving is brilliant, almost automatic, you don't even have to think about these things normally, then you become AWARE!!! Dan, dan, Daaaaah!) all this while some guy is watching your every move and chuckling behind his clipboard, that's it! Brain overload!
I become this clumsy, awkward blob who can't control her body, my head suddenly feels too big on my neck, my fingers turn into big fat bendy rubber sausages, I can't remember right from left, nothing will do as it is told!
"Sorry you have failed!"
They shouldn't tell you it's a test until it is over!