I'm having a serious case of Monday blues today.  I've been feeling down for a while now and I'm really getting sick of it.  I'm tired of my work.  I feel totally overwelmed.  As though I'm doing something I'm not qualified to do and that I don't have near enough experience for.  Being a perfectionist (only in my work though, don't expect me to be that in all areas of my life) doesn't help.  I don't give myself a break and I will be hard on myself for a long time if I've made a mistake.  Even just a little one.

It feels as though I'm being pulled in too many directions and can't give my full attention to any one thing in my life right now.  I feel like I'm not half of the mom I used to be.  I'm not giving Tommie the attention he deserves - this is not good for our marriage.  Things are just too much.  I need to stop this world for just a little while and get of.

While I feel overwhelmed - here my sweet sweet Zander laughing at his big brother Quintus.

Sunday, July 9, 2006
 

My boys are back home.  Quintus had a marvelous time even though his team lost.  You can check some of the photos here.  They went to sleep late last night after having a late supper at a mall and taking Quintus to  play games.  Of course they had to go past the golf shop on their way home this morning.  Both of my guys are irritated and tired because of the late night last night.  Not making me the happiest of moms.  Let's just say that my husband who is sleeping his ass off in the bedroom right now, while I'm listening to the brothers fighting (due to a lack of sleep and brother-love) is not helping to make me happy.  I was hoping to get a bit of a break this afternoon to do something *I* want to do - yes okay...to blog, play with my photos, catch up on my message boards etc.

"If you don't understand how a man could both love his brother dearly and want to wring his neck at the same town, then you were probably an only child" - Linda Sunshine

Jay and I had fun.  We went to a nearby town to go play games.  MAN OH MAN do I hate those places lol  The noise level is excruciating.  After that I took him for a ice-cream (yes at the Wimpy.  Yes I had coffee)  We then met up with my folks in town, where he had a pancake, while I went home to feed Zander.  This little guy loves food.  Seriously I have never seen anything like this!  He is going to eat us out of the home before he turns a year old!

We ended up locking ourselves in our bedroom, with my big dog sleeping in the house.  She thought it was Christmas!  We watched "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" before we went to sleep.  This morning we watch "Cat in the Hat".  I've never seen either and quite enjoyed watching TV with Jay. 

This has been one long week.  I can't tell you how glad I am that it's Friday.  Weekend. 

The guys have just left to watch some or other guy test his new quad.  Leaving me in peace and quite.  Zander and I will have a lovely long bath, before heading to bed with a magazine.  I hardly slept at all last night (Jason coughed non-stop) so I want to make up for that tonight.

Tomorrow we are getting some shopping done before Tommie, Quintus and my brother heads of to Pretoria.  They will be watching the game between the Blue Bulls (Quintus' favourite team) and the Western Province (Michael's favourite team)  This will be the first rugby game that Quintus will watch live.  I'm sure he is going to have an awesome time.  They are sleeping over in Pretoria.

This leaves me, Jason and Zander.  I'm taking Jason to his favourite games centre.  We will have a picnic on the living room.  We will read lots of books and just spend some lovely quality time together.  I"m going to leave him to play with Zander.  Feed Zander, bath Zander.  It will be a great bonding time for them too.

Quintus' friend, Michael is visiting with us at the moment.  Also sleeping over tonight.  The two of them came into my office this afternoon.  Zander was sitting on my lap.  Quintus asked:  "Do you want to touch my brother, Michael?  He doesn't bite!"  ahhahahaha  Thankfully I wasn't drinking coffee at the time.  Can't like having coffee come out of nose and all.

Here's the situation.  My husband (that would be Tommie) and I share banking accounts.  Our credit cards have expired and the new ones have been sent to the Post Office.  In my name.  Since I'm not seeing anything accept tax forms and financial statements at the moment,  there was just no way for me to pick them up.  In all reality the credit card account is Tommie's - while I mostly use the cheque account.

So, I give him a certified copy of my ID (can't give him the original as it's lost and I'm not standing in those day long ques to be helped by an unfriendly, rude government worker)  I also give him my drivers license card.  ID number on there, photo of moi.  Everything.  I also sign a letter giving him permission to pick up my cards.

He sets of to stand in the morning long ques at the Post Office to be helped by and unfriendly, rude Post Office worker.  They are sorry (with no look of being sorry on the face or in the voice) that they can't help us, as they need an original ID document.  OR I can't sent a fax (read COPY) of my ID to a place in Pretoria, with a letter stating that I want my husband to collect my credit cards.  This would be the same letter I gave him to take to the Post Office in the first place.  Then they will authorize the release of my cards.

Now please tell me.  How can a faxed copy of all the stuff we have given them in original be accepted but not the damn original papers?! 

These people do not have two brain cells that can communicate with each other.  The do not see out of the box.  Fuck (sorry dad)  I don't even think they see IN the box.