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Welcome to my week…

This is the week where I have the “don’t touch me”‘s; in other words, don’t speak to me, don’t look at me and preferable don’t breathe around me. It used to be called PMS, however as I no longer suffer the M part, I just call this week the don’t touch me week. The boys are already laying low and staying out of my way. I’ve always told them when this is going on, that way they never ask “have you got your periods?”, possibly the worst question you could ever ask a woman. They know better, I can get the shits for having the shits’ sake, I don’t need to bleed to get pissed off at the world! I have Jay trained well for future girlfriends or a wife. He has learnt the lesson of “don’t poke the bear with a stick” very well. Has this been too much information so far?

The weekend has been lovely, catching up with good friends and having good times. I also discovered that Gentleman Jack is a good “sleepy juice”. I nodded off in my chair so easily last night after having a double in the early afternoon. I was looking for nap time after that, and I got it in my recliner. Jay was good, cooking for himself and the MOTH; I didn’t want dinner as I think I ate for a week at lunch. MOTH hasn’t been well, but he still came out yesterday, but we did need to cut the visit short as his back was giving him too much grief. And the cold August winds certainly haven’t helped…

With the MOTH out of action, I’ve actually had a busy Sunday morning, taking care of everything by myself. All the bits he does for me on Sunday I don’t realise until he can’t do them! They always say you need to miss something before you appreciate it, this is true! Although I’ve always appreciated the MOTH for everything he does around here, it’s just I can forget how much it is until I have to do it.

I had a bit of a “go” at MP earlier in the week, I think she really needed a wake up call. But I don’t think I made a difference at all. I asked her if she had her daughter as a guarantee for when she’s old and senile, she has her daughter to look after her. She was horrified at the suggestion, but I then asked her, “why are you modelling this behaviour?” (MP lives with parents and is bi-polar mothers’ carer) She again was horrified as the realisation started sinking in what she was doing to her daughter. I also put to her that she always says it was terrible to grow up how she did, but then leaves her daughter with her mother while she goes out. This is even though her mother has threatened self-harm openly in front of the 10-year-old child. I thought I was making progress, but then she was out Friday afternoon, without her daughter, who didn’t go to school as she couldn’t get up. WTF is that shit????? I’ve only got to say how disgusted I am and walk away. I can’t watch a parent destroy a child due to their own stupidity! I feel sorry for the kid, but I’ve done what I can, it’s up to MP to change, and I don’t see that happening any time soon…

I got to thinking…..

And we all know how dangerous that can be! But seriously, this one is about this different friends you have and their place in this world. I have a three girlfriends who are like family to me. One I hardly see or speak to, but I don’t need to. She is always there whenever I need her and I am always there for her when she needs me. We have been through some shit, but she was the one who tried to nurse me through my breakdown. I’ll call her Mountain Girl, or MG for short. MG has been around for about 22 years and I love her dearly. Some of the people she chooses to be in her life, and the men in particular, I seriously question, but her motto in life is “if there ain’t shit going down, I’ll cause it!” She was the one who introduced me to MOTH, and claims she never got me back again……

Next is B. She is such a steady and reasoning influence in my life, I don’t know what I’d do without her. She didn’t go through my breakdown with me, but she certainly stuck by my side as I tried to rebuild my life. I met her not long after I met the MOTH, and for the past 18 years she has been a big sister to me. I can always have a lunch with her and feel so much better about my world. I can totally offload all my worries and bothers with her and they don’t burden her, and again she has the same with me. Either one of us can call a lunch and we work it in quickly so we can catch up. Both the families get together, but it’s really about her and me. MOTH calls her a good friend too. A very loving person with the right people, and never quick to judge.

Then there is P, who I adore as much as MG and B. I have known P for about 10 years, but have only gotten close in the last year. She is like a little sister to me, phoning me most mornings to let me know how she is and what she is up to, also making arrangements for cuppa’s later in the day. It’s great she only lives 2 streets away, so we always see each other. But the funny thing here is, not P, but MP, who believes she is best friends with P, and as such has assumed the same type of friendship with me. MP is short for Mull Pig, as that is exactly what she is. MP has just assumed that she has the same friendship rights as someone who has known me for 10-20 years! Very demanding this is! As an example, when she was speaking to me yesterday while 4 of us were out for coffee, if I so much as looked in another direction, she was saying “JENNI”, and then continued rambling on with her crap, which she had already told me and wanted to confirm again my opinion for herself. WTF!?! Not only that, talking to her “bloke” about me and the MOTH is not on, especially as her bloke is in gaol! They’re the last people we want to be name dropped around. We’ve spent the last 15 years living a quiet life, the last thing we need is some ghost from the past haunting our doorstep!

Anyway, just thought I’d share that, and get off my chest the crap about MP. She’s said some dopey things to me in the past, but I can feel my hackles rise whenever I see/hear her. I’m glad I’m not the only one though, others feel the same. I know the sun shines out of my bum but you don’t have to tell everyone! Like I tell my mate Teddles, I might be a good girl, but you don’t have to tell anyone, they might get expectations of me!

Mwa mwa xxxxxx