Is this it? Please tell me it is? So, I last left you on New Years day, safe in the knowledge that the world is still turning yet still slowing down to throw the Morleys off at the 1st FUCK YOU stop on the itinerary.
Last night, I was having the best sleep I’d had in a long time. So deep in sleep was I that I didn’t realise the deep base coming from Kid Rocks Sweet Home Alabama rip-off was actually coming from down the street and not from a bogan nightmare. See the fuckstick neighbours who I have blogged about before, didn’t actually move. Well they did, but just one house further down the street and merged with another group of dipshits. So now they have just become one gigantic home of dumb arses living in the one house. I honestly didn’t think they could cohabitate and not blow themselves up, but 6 months on it’s all still standing, so there you go.
Anyway, back to last night. I had spent a good part of yesterday, back at the Emergency department of the Hospital getting our 3yo’s second hand put in a cast. Oh yeah. Apparently it is a good idea to check the ENTIRE kid out when he falls from his fathers 6ft shoulders. Hey, I know I’m not a doctor by profession but seriously, how hard is it? So the little man is home, seriously zonked after some painkillers, two arms in casts, looking like he’s done a few rounds with the ear biter Tyson and he is finally having a serious nights sleep only to be woken by these tossers who turn on the shittiest song in the world on their sub-woofers in their van, at 2am in the morning.
Obviously I just lost it. I have seen the stupid girl who lives there get out of a taxi and I have screamed at her “Tell you’re stupid fucking friends to turn off that music before I called the cops you dumbshit”. She ran. Fast. And the music was off within about 30 seconds. Apparently a 34 year old woman screaming like a banshee and clearly on the edge is enough to scare stupid people. Take note.
3yo woke up this morning and hurled. Not a big one. Just enough to let us know “hey guys, just because I’ve got two casts on my arms doesn’t mean I’ve finished with you yet” A few high temps, a failed attempt to take him to the “after hours” doctor and we are here. Home, on high alert.
So I know, in the scheme of the world, the above is not the worst that could befall us this new year. I get that, but I just want a little break from the roller coaster ride. Just for a little bit.
14 comments:
Oh darling, of course you do! Just keep remembering: THIS TOO SHALL PASS. It will. It will pass, and will be a memory. And there will be happy times in Shitsville again. Hang in there xxxx
No shit Bern!! I want off the ride FAST! Thanks for the laugh, I really needed it :) xo
Lots of love! Wish I could say something to make it better, but I have a feeling i'd just sound like a fuckstick! Want you to know that I care! X
ye gads! Ok you win. All I've got is a 3 year old with one broken collarbone and partying teenagers next door on loan from their mum. I've had to send hubby round to stare down the teenagers (on an access visiting to their dad, so not permanent neighbours thank Bob) and it was only 11pm so not as much of a catastrophe but still hard for sleep-deprived sore 3 yr old. One look from a 6ft South African was all it took them to turn it down... still it was so loud that we couldn't actually hear each other talking in our lounge room. Bonus was I found out about Empire of the Sun and bought the CD (surprisingly hearing it that loudly didn't put me off. So I can relate, but by comparison, I think we are living in the up and coming neighbouring suburb to Shitsville, known as Poosville. My life has copied yours but on a smaller scale. I feel suitably humbled and wish us all good health and lots of sleep from now on. PS I get stuck on the 'should be counting my blessings people have it worse but this is shitting me to tears of self-pity right now' roundabout too. Believe me, you do deserve a break!
Wow, I've no idea what to say except that sucks so hard. Hope your poor little boy recovers quickly and that your neighbours spontaneously combust.
Shit, that sounds foul. Hope 2010 improves for the Morley household STAT. (And that Jack's arms are OK soon).
Both in casts? Massive BUMMER. Hope he's on the mend soon - and that there's no more crap going down any time soon.
Who'd have thought screaming at the dumb arses down the road would actually make them stop.
Unless the thought of cops turning up scared them and not a 34 year old woman screaming her head off.
lol.
Oh my god- have just caught up on your drama. Your poor little boy- hoping he feels much better soon and the neighbours put a sock in it!
Okaaaay.....so I know I said it before, but really, it's all up from here. Definitely! I really mean it this time... *crossing fingers*
Thoughts are with you. x
You have had a royally bad start to the year and then you had to deal with this! Sucks to be you on this street. Sending you *hugs*. Taryn x
I'm with Kerri... this too will pass. It will. In the mean time I'd hang as much hit on the bogan neighbours from hell as you possibly can, better out than in.
xox
Hopefully this means that all of your bad luck for the year is well and truly over, lots of goodness on the horizon!
Holy Shit!
Next time I complain about living in the bush I will have to recall your horrid neighbors! Good on you for ripping them a new one.
hope the little one stops vomiting and heals up quick.
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