Current location:	crawlingn to my bed
Current mood:	exhausted
Current music:	my own coughing
Entry tags:	boyfriends, children, court cases, ex husbands, health, parents, primeval

Rhubarb and Custard - my life, already
Well, I reckon life, the universe and everything is conspiring against me.......

On my current plate I have.......

One - chest infection.....after a week of mouth ulcers, I get this little bug on friday night. Pretty much lays me out for the weekend, but I still manage to take my eldest to her job on sat at 5am, and pick her up again, drop my youngest down to her weekend job at QE2 park, before dropping the eldest off at a birthday party at midday.  I then collapse into bed.......someone else collects my youngest in the afternoon.

Two - unwanted boyfriends - continuing the saga of my eldest and her ridiculously old(at 32) trucker/biker boyfriend - she phones up twenty minutes before we're supposed to be at an appointment for her knee on monday am to announce that said boyfriend has put his back out and needs to get to the doctor.  I end up taking said boyfriend, my eldest and myself - hacking small pieces of my lung out - up to Team Medical, then sit there for an hour and a half while they poke, prod and inject said boyfriend to get him back on his feet.  My eldest's appointment has to rescheduled for the next day as I can't prise her off said boyfriend.

Three - unwanted ex husbands - the continuing saga of the custody court case over my youngest, who really really doesn't want to go down and visit her father anytime soon, and with the latest information regarding his stability and association with his sister, seems fit to tie us up in court for a few months more.

Four - juggling appointments - previously mentioned physio had to be rescheduled, then had a call to say my eldest's year 12 dean had an accident on the weekend, and she had to schedule for later in the week. Then my eldest phones up to say that aforementioned boyfriend will need to go to the doctor again tomorrow.....at which point I said I was taking her to her physio, and if he happened to slide into the back seat, he could go up and see the doctors then.  At which point I find out he doesn't have any money for his prescription......after pointing out that this is not her problem, that she's not old enough for all this, and he should call his own parents to help him out....I gave up.  I'll be picking her up tomorrow morning, and I'm sure he'll be along for the ride.

Five - my mum is threatening to call the doctor on me if I don't stay in bed...........

Six - my favourite actor/character has just met an incredibly messy end in the Finale of Primeval, series 2.  I'm so depressed.

oh, and Seven - as if that isn't all enough to contend with, my TOTM appeared for the third time in two months, proving that menopause sucks.

I think thats all for now..........I need to lay down, I can hear mum coming down the stairs..........*sigh*