I'm exhausted in the worst sense of the word; the kind of exhaustion where my eyes stick together, where i can't move without my bones and muscles aching, where i'm too tired to eat... and definately too tired to study.
Friday morning, after hauling the boys out of bed and home, i had church service number two, where i managed to get through choir. Then it was off to family lunch, where i got to participate in the anual easter egg hunt (which i won, hands down, as i do every year - my brother isn't much of the hunting and gathering type). But all survived, with no family catastrophe's. Home, get my car, then off to a BBQ with the girls... whew. By the time i got home, i was beyond wiped. Three hours doesn't lend itself to much more than that. After studying for awhile, i fell into bed around midnight... finally i got a nice long sleep, i didn't get up until after lunch!
But it just wasn't enough. Saturday afternoon i went shopping with mum (appeasing her need to update my wardrobe and my need to find some new clothes), visited Ayles and SB because Ayles was housesitting and in need of company, visited Noodle for comfort and alcohol, walked home whilst reading and highlighting my psychology notes - a very cool look - and studied for another few hours. Once my computer had broken (oh yea, that contributed to the great mood), the boys rang and told me to come over. I picked up Ayles, Miha and Noodle and we went over... only to find that the boys were chaperoning a party of sixteen year olds. It was hilarious, we watched them stumble around drunk, fall over in impossibly high heels, jump into the pool half naked and run around holding their hands over themselves... it was pretty hilarious. And, at midnight, when everyone was kicked out, the police came and we got to watch them all try to hide the bottles they were holding as they waited for their parents on the street. We headed into town... but bailed on that idea, when the boys piked. So, Miha and i went to Maccas, drove around for awhile, parked in Big W and had a huge catch up chat on the mess that is our life... until 2.30am...
Getting up, in the dark, at 6.30am for the 7am dawn service was no mean feat. But i got there just in time, stayed awake through the service and got to eat pancakes afterwards. The service was really moving; the sun rose as the minister spoke and there is always something about standing outside, under the gum tree, signing hymns and praising Jesus' rising from the dead that is just serene. I went home for a few hours afterwards, to snooze, before heading back to church and helping Dr.B run an easter egg hunt in sunday school. The kids were adorable; they ran up to me, gave me easter hugs and told me about everything that easter bunny gave them (one of them got undies - i think they had a very practical easter bunny visit them!). Darling Bobby was adorable; he gave me cuddles without my having to feed him, which means i no longer need to bribe him for his love!! Hurrah! When i went home, i had a few hours to study, before being back at church by 4.15 for a very stressful music rehersal. But it all came together in the end, MusicMan gave an awesome sermon and i didn't have to do cafe! A few of the churchies came over afterwards, with Ayles and SB, to watch movies. We got halfway through Juno, before switching to Friends. Eventually, everyone gave up on movies, because we lost the vibe and people just went home... leaving me to study some more.
Bed at 1am, up at 7am, to get ready for Oakbank. While the stress of finding something to wear (landing on the pretty dress i wore to MarriedMan's wedding last year - even though i looked like a white whale in it) had me on edge, once we got there i was ok. The girls and i set up our chairs and table in the members section. We wandered down to have a look and ran into people that we knew every few seconds. We had baked potatoes for lunch, looked longingly at sideshows that we couldn't afford to go on, caught up with the boys and placed some bets. It was so much fun!
I have a very complicated system of picking horses... i find a name that i like and then bet on it. In the second race of the day, i put $2 on 'working class man' to win and $3 each way on 'tradesman's choice'. We ran to the track, cheered the horses on and were stoked when 'tradesman's choice' came third!!! It was so exciting. Especially when i learnt that i'd won $9.75!! A little later, in the big race of the day, i put $3 each way on 'sadler joh' and $5 each way on 'conzeal'. The race was super exciting. One of the boys was laughing at me because his horse was leading for the first two laps, while mine were stuck in fourth and fifth... until his horse stumbled, his rider fell off and was our of the running. We were all screaming at the side of the track, jumping up and down, yelling - and 'conzeal' won!!! It was the most exciting thing ever. With the boys glowering because a girl won and they didn't, i skipped off to collect my $38.10. Woo! Overall, i made a profit. Betting was awesome, i loved the excitement... but i'd not do it too often, no way i'd risk all my money!!
We headed home not long after. I had an hour to do some work, before it was time for the Girls' Dinner. Despite a pounding headache and awful food, i had a really good time. It was great to catch up with the girls, we had a few good laughs. We came up with a lovely theory about my being the founding member of GFUs (God's Fuck-Ups). Members of GFU were created on the eighth day, when God was too tired to get everything right... this led to my being born an anti-Noah; when everyone paired up on the ship, i was tossed overboard, because there were two human femals on board and i was the one with extra ballast. It may sound a little dismal, but it was pretty hilarious at the time. Home again, more homework... too much to do before tomorrow that just isn't going to get done.
Now, i'm sick (and terrified that it's my glange that's flaring up again) with a fever, shivers, a sore throat and a headache, sleep deprived, overworked... and far more tired at this end of the long weekend than i was at it's beginning! So i thought i'd share exactly why i'm so exhausted with you in the hopes that sharing my pain will lessen it! Lucky you.
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