My two youngest children are sapping my will to live. Their capacity for complaining and moaning and pitching a fit about anything at all that goes wrong is just endless. It honestly feels like they are just determined to be miserable – everything that goes right passes by without a word, but the minute something goes wrong it’s part of a whole giant conspiracy to make their lives miserable and they have to tell me ALL ABOUT IT. In excruciating detail. And if it’s something that I can help with, or something that we can change, then by all means let’s talk about it. But when all they want to do is spend ten minutes criticising what I’ve made for dinner and detailing exactly how unfair I am and how much their lives suck…well, it just makes me feel crappy, and it feels really unnecessary. I do try to just let it go, but the constant barrage of negativity is wearing me down.
Emma came back from camp today. She was really happy – she did most of the activities, and had a great time with the girls in her cabin. It was lovely to see her so excited and happy about it. This school has really done a lot for her self confidence, both socially and academically, and I’m so pleased.
I painted the toilet today, so now the whole en suite is done. In order to paint in such a small space we had to go and buy a shorter ladder with a smaller base (our big ladder wouldn’t fit in the room at all), so it was another Bunnings trip first thing. The new ladder is shorter and designed for painting, so it has a good sized step to stand on comfortably and even a little attached tray to put my paint bucket on. Anyway, it made painting a little bit easier, and will probably be money well spent by the time I am finished the house. I’ll do the kids’ bathroom and toilet next, since I’ve got the anti-mould bathroom/kitchen paint.
Nicholai put a resume in for a casual holiday job today – I shall be interested to see how this goes. It could be really good for him if he gets it. It was advertised at his school and there will be a lot of competition, so fingers crossed.