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–YOU KNOW YOU KNEAD IT–

The Winter. It is looming. Again.

My feelings about how long this final stage of the build are very much influenced by my mood, the amount of difficulties I’m dealing with, and the weather. We are so close, but remain SO FAR from being on the water. It’s disheartening…

It feels like my weeks start on Saturdays (after being at work for two days) and then tear through to Wednesday night – at which point I have to go back to work again. I got ZERO done boatwise over the past week. I have no childcare – I think this is the universe tapping me on the shoulder saying, “Let the Smalls become screen zombies for as long as it takes you to…”:

  • Find a home for the Humber, one (somewhat rusted) 1981 Mercedes
  • Splice three large ropes (eight ways – an octoplait)
  • Set up the iNavX and iMux system
  • Prod M to address the need for potholders on the stove, the freezer (which is fast becoming a distant dream and classed as a non-essential)
  • Clear out the shipping container – goodbye bookshelves
  • Hire a giant skip and clear out of the shed
  • Study for and get my boat license
  • Get the Smalls some sailing gear to keep them dry and warm
  • Safety equipment – tethers, harnesses, lines

Different Strokes

Last night I wrote three lists – one for me, and one each for the Smalls. Everything that had to be accomplished before they looked at a screen. Upon waking, Small Z scowled at her list and drew ‘NO!’ picture on it. Small DB barely looked at hers.

The former then had a change of heart. The list appealed to the part of her that likes a job well done – she crossed out her ‘NO!’ drawing and started doing and ticking off her tasks.

Small DB? She was told that there would be no screen if she didn’t do her jobs… And proceeded to quietly crumple up her list and put it in the bin. (I retrieved it for photographic purposes.)

Although she did do the violin and cleaned her bedroom floor, that was it. A work in progress.

124/365 • this is the list I left out for them this morning - Z overcame her initial disgust (note crossed out picture) and ticked off each item as she completed it. DB? Chucked hers in the bin  (and yes, Daisy = Dai and Zoe = Doh) • #124_2016 #parenting

Chasing the wifi travel router

Australia seems to have an absence of wifi travel routers. They float everywhere on Amazon – look – here’s one

HooToo Wireless Travel Router, USB Port, High Performance, 10400mAh External Battery Pack Travel Charger - TripMate Titan

HooToo Wireless Travel Router, USB Port, High Performance, 10400mAh External Battery Pack Travel Charger – TripMate Titan

It’s about $50AU ($39US) – will they post to Australia, where there are none? They will not. Thus, I ordered one via eBay, which sounded just as good. I have been waiting impatiently since late April – and yesterday I received an email from PayPal stating, “You have won your dispute and have been issued a full refund.” WHAT THE?!
I investigated my eBay account, and found this:

Despair

After some digging around, the only thing I was able to come up with to explain it was a sentence on the ‘Global Shipping Program’ site under ‘prohibited items’: Batteries (with exception of those that come included with consumer electronics such as AA, C, Li-ion batteries).

In my world, a wifi travel router IS a consumer electronic 🙁 Nevertheless, I am now casting my eyes closer to home for another option…

Mother’s Day : Eight

Feeling a little wrung out from the day before and not had a lot of sleep. The Smalls showered me with homemade cards and together with M they gave me a FUNCTIONAL PRESENT. A care package – of blue cheese, dukkah, GF bread and a bottle of Stoneleigh Sauvignon Blanc. M and Small DB cooked up some egg-in-a-hole and I was plied with tea.

116/365 • cooking up Mother's Day egg-in-a-hole • #116_2016 #mothersday #5yo #breakfast #liveaboard #Autumn2016 #love #biglove

Basically I sat on my arse at the table and did nothing but update my blog and poke around on my iPad, in between reading chunks of True Spirit, which I am really enjoying. By about 2pm the natives were restless (and somewhat annoying) so I took them to the McClelland Sculpture Park – we had intended to meet E & Co. for a wander, but she felt about as flaked out as I did, and decided on attempting to recuperate.

Of course, I could have asked M to take the Smalls out, but I WANT HIM TO FINISH THE BOAT (have I mentioned that before?) so I left him doing wiring and the Smalls and I took a damp walk – I was glad we did. This photo is from before I shrieked:

“Next year for Mother’s Day, you know what I’m doing? I’m going on HOLIDAY.”

…and they both cried…
117/365 • a bit of sunshine amongst the sculpture from today's moody 8yo • #117_2016 #mothersday #8yo #rainy #Autumn2016

Their bickering was unbearable. Of course, what I would prefer to happen next year is for M to take THEM on holiday, leaving me with cheese, wine and the Internet for two days. (Got that, M?)

Although it goes against all the requirements of nutritious movement I did very much enjoy my time of being a couch-vegetable, reading and quaffing tea… I should probably do a bit more of that…

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