Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Surf's Up and a Rare Rant


I am feeling very highly strung and wound up this week.  

My daughter had a big coughing fit at 2.50am on Monday night and I got up to raise her onto a pillow in an attempt to get her throat clear of irritation and try to get her back to sleep. My father in law, who is a retired doctor, gave me some good advice years ago, about coughing kids.  He said never use cough medicine to settle a child.  Coughing is the body's way of moving the gunk around in your chest, so it cannot sit in situ, go hard and turn into something nasty.  I should be grateful as the little girl, whom my daughter sits next to in class, is in hospital, with presumably a similar problem.  They do pick up absolutely anything going when they start school, don't they? 

After the fit, for some reason, I never went back to sleep. I was worried about her and what had gone on earlier that day.  I do not cope well on 4 hours sleep, but I do it alot better than I used to I guess.  Nothing like practise to make you good at something.

Earlier in the day Mr Beach House told me the dates I was originally given for the annual sailing regatta we usually go to at Christmas time were wrong.  It's actually a work trip for him and I, but the kids come too  and it becomes our family Christmas holiday.  That's kind of how you have to roll in small business.  There are no annual holiday cheques paid for by big corporations here unfortunately.  

This year, the regatta is in Tasmania and getting accommodation down there at Christmas time, is akin to getting a room at the Inn in Bethlehem, during the birth of Christ.  It's the 70th anniversary of the Sydney to Hobart yacht race, so this year is particularly tight and is pretty much booked out already.  Mr Beach House knew the dates of the regatta had been amended, but never the less, let me go ahead, spending hours organising travel and accommodation details, without telling me about the change.  After hours of mucking around on my part and just 15 minutes after I had the whole thing locked in and deposits paid, he told me about the shift in dates.  I flipped and called him everything under the sun.  I over reacted, but it left me cold and is more than likely, why I couldn't sleep.  After locking in the details the first time, I spent another hour changing everything.  My head was well and truly spinning by the end of it.  I am still sweating on some confirmation emails, so I guess I am tense about that. Happily there were no amendment fees if I made the changes online, so was I able to request the changes without penalty.

Sorry to off load and I probably sound like a spoilt brat, but occasionally, just occasionally, it would be nice to be more than just a dogs body, who keeps all the home fires burning.  I seem to be the one who gets up to sick kids in the middle of the night, does the company accounts, (the BAS was due 2 weeks ago, so that nightmare is also fresh in my memory) and the one who makes sure everything and everyone runs smoothly.  Don't even ask me about the vacuuming.  If you follow on Facebook, you will know that the lovely Ray, my funny cleaner has left the building and retired somewhere on the north East coast of Australia.  Now maybe that's the real reason I can't sleep.

Sometimes when the shiz hits the fan, it's nice to just go down to the beach and be grateful.  So that's what I did.

Now it's Wednesday and after a better nights sleep, although still awake at 4am, things are looking up.








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19 comments :

  1. I can so relate Carolyn! Was up from 3am with a spinning head yesterday, and had been feeling totally overwhelmed for quite a few days... do I have to do ABSOLUTELY everything round here, do I have to be responsible for it all. The sad truth is yes... but anyway, I did ask Paul to make dinner last night and he did and washed up... also we had a good chat about a few things that are bothering me and that felt good.

    Good on you for getting to the beach and seeing some beauty - I did enjoy ogling that young surfer, dirty old woman that I am.

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  2. Oh Carolyn. Sorry to hear of your dilemmas. Best thing about being single is I don't have to worry about anyone but myself, not that I'm recommending that to you but it seems marriage is a partnership with only one doing all the work. It'll get better again, I'm sure. xx

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  3. Through all your shiz you got some beautiful photos of the beach and surf. Frame worthy. Hope all is better and
    you catch up on needed sleep.

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  4. "I probably sound like a spoilt brat", Never a truer word - the drama over making a few bookings for ANOTHER holiday. You don't know how lucky you are. Sorry I am not registered as a blogger but am very disappointed in you.

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    1. Not registered? Perhaps if you signed your name then. Yes they are first world problems indeed, but I am living in the first world and they are upsetting me this week. I chose to write about it and publish it and am happy to take the consequences of that, in the form of negative feedback from Anon. if it improves your day.

      No one was hurt in the making of this blog post. Believe me, Mr Beach House can look after himself. As for 'ANOTHER holiday', with a father who died relatively young in life and never got to realise many of his dreams, I make no apology for perusing mine as hard as I can, even if it is work for us.

      Have a great day
      Carolyn

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    2. Trust my poor spelling didn't disappoint you as well. "pursuing"

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    3. Anonymous -you'd have more credibility if you left your real name and email address. You don't need a blogger account to leave a comment (see how I did it?)

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  5. Ah, a rant and some pretty pictures. You just made my day. I need to get better at leaving the house when it's all going tits up. Thank you for the timely reminder!

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  6. Its amazing how good you can feel just getting outside and some fresh air after a crappy day. Im sure the sailing event will be worth it once you're there to enjoy it :)

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  7. Good to just get out in the fresh air at times like this Carolyn. I'm struggling with lack of sleep at the moment too, and doesn't everything look worse when you're tired?
    I hope today's looking brighter for you hun. :)

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  8. The shiz has to hit the fan every now and then, first world problems or not, they were enough to make you react and write it down. Wishing you a better end to the week! xx N

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  9. Lack of sleep really can make life tough. I'm glad you were able to slip away to the beach and recharge. I hope you week improves x

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  10. Oh Carolyn, I hear you, as I paid my husband's traffic fine, the registration for our two cars, my son's daycare fees and then my daughter's photo order for class pictures, I thought to myself, why aren't I paid for doing this? I feel for you with the lack of sleep. Six hours is a good night for me, but it's not easy. We all need a rant and I actually love you more for doing so. Have a happy Sunday :)

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  11. Slipping away to the beach and the fresh air can be the perfect solution to a sleepless night!

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  12. I hate it when shit like that happens. My husband has done exactly that to me before. Is it not enough that we do everything else but are then expected to be mind readers too?! I find reading is my place to calm down and destress. A few chapters of a good book and everything starts to feel right again.

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  13. oh gosh I can relate, I'm attempting to find us accommodation for new years in Hobart this year. Impossible!!! Loved your rant x

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  14. If only the supposed 'little' things could stay little! But they never, ever do! It's so hard being on the same page of the book all the time and, no, we are not the authors of the book more often than not! x

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  15. Oh you poor thing. It is hard to keep all the balls rolling and they seriously have no idea at just how many little things we do in our day to keep everything functioning. Glad the beach gave you the calm you needed xx

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  16. I know how you feel. It's no different here. I have two boys who never slept through the night before they were two and a half and often were up six times a night. Guess how many times my husband got up to them? And I've looked after his business and done the BAS and dealt with the accountant and looked after the house because I've never had a cleaner and turned up to every single school event because he wouldn't know the Christmas production from the Easter bonnet parade and done all the doctor's visits and given out the medication and, and, and, booked all the holiday stuff. At the moment I'm organising our Easter holiday which isn't a holiday because we HAVE TO go to QLD to visit his parents who aren't well. On and on we go. I'm glad you got that day in at the beach xx

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