08/05/2011

So I’m trying to plan my cake decorating class. It starts 2 weeks from tomorrow, but I know next week is going to be a bit manic, so I’m trying to get it all sorted in advance.

I’m excited, because I think it will be fun, but at the same time I’m stressing myself out worrying if I’ll say the right things, teach the right things, demonstrate well. I know I have a tendency to choke when people are watching….hahaha.

Anyway, I’ve had some fights with Alister the past few days. Well, I wouldn’t even call them fights. He’s just super distant and it always freaks me out, so I try and talk to him, and we end up grumpy at each other. My vibe is telling me that he needs a break, that he’s tired and work is overwhelming, and home is overwhelming, and it’s all too much right now. I try to help, but things are pretty much stacked on top of me at the moment, so I still need his help! Much as I try to be understanding, when it gets too much for me, I snap at him. Being married is hard work!!!

He’s been trying though, and we had a good night last night. We went out to his sisters for fish and chips, and had a tiny argument on the car ride home, and he just pulled my arm so I would lean on his shoulder, and put his arm around me and told me he loved me. Perfect way to shut me up, I’m a sucker for that boy, lol. We managed to get the kids to bed at a decent time too, so had some alone time, which was nice 🙂

I’ve been productive with all the wrong things today, but at least things are getting somewhat done. The kitchen is looking very tidy, I just need to get it mopped and it will be shiny and bright. My bedroom is truly shocking though. I have 3 dressers in here (all us girls), and both girls like to open them and throw all the clothes on the floor. It’s annoying, so last time they did it, I left it. And now the place is awful and everything else in my life is taking precedence. The only reason I’m stopping to type now is because I need to talk and I just got Anna to sleep.

My big smile for today, putting Annabelle on her little pushbike, and having Ella immediately run over to help by pushing her along using the handle at the back. Ella is remarkably gentle and patient for a 2.5 year old. She very much loves her sister!!

OK, better get Ella to bed and work on these class notes!!

Steph