Worrying about stuff

Another week on my own. Eddie was in Vegas last week, home for three days and this week it's Denver. Not that I mind really, it's the same hamster wheel, just a bit lonelier. At least I get to catch up on rubbish TV I otherwise wouldn't get to watch!

In a bit of a fug what with one thing and another. There's a lot going on and I don't feel entirely in control to be honest. Christmas hasn't even registered for starters, and while it may only be November, by the time we've come back from Oz we'll be in the thick of present-buying, wreath-making, turkey-ordering and God knows what else.

Then there's work and a new job I'm taking on which is bigger and therefore more stressful. It's a great opportunity, but still a worry about how we'll manage. Eddie not coming back from Australia with me doesn't help (he's staying in Singapore to visit a customer) because that first week back is jam packed with meetings - none of which I'll be able to get to on time. What can you do? There's one day I cannot miss, so friend's going to have the boys for a night so I can get in on time (I have to leave at 6.30am to miss the traffic). Otherwise I'll either have to get there late, or not at all. Family life and work life working in perfect harmony yet again!! Sigh.

Still missing my dog. The house is very quiet, although Daisy is trying to make up for it and calling all the time. The chickens are too; constantly pecking at the cat flap and cooing outside the back door. My menagerie.

Will's worrying too, but about different things. We do get into some rows, usually over the X-Box, but they usually subside given the chance and there's usually something else behind them. He says he's finding Y8 harder than Y7. The work is new now, whereas before he was cruising on what he'd already learned at Thorngrove. When he sits downstairs, asks for help and takes his time everything comes together. It's when he hides upstairs pretending to do his prep but actually watching Ark videos on YouTube, then rushing his work and making a mess of it, that it all unravels.

All this screen time isn't good. Even William admitted that this evening. I wonder how much he's been watching YouTube at night...more than I realise I bet. It's not doing him any good, he's tired, he's scratchy, not concentrating. So I've disabled YouTube on his mobile.

Will he notice? I'll find out tomorrow.

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