We are doing Ballet again!

Almost two weeks back at work. That means it is almost two weeks that I last wrote about my life. Since then my children started school, I started work, and so forth. Nothing has really changed. My work is still extremely demanding. My children more so, but I cannot wait to get home and spending time with them.

I honestly don’t think some SAHM’s actually know how lucky they are to be home with their children.

One of the reasons we are not on talking terms with FIL is that he committed himself to take my DD to ballet last year. He decided that it won’t be convenient for him to take her anymore, but he never informed us. He just did not pitch. It was not important enough for him, just to pick up the phone and tell me or DH (his own son) that he won’t be taking her to Ballet anymore.

This posed a huge problem, because she was able to walk, she has been addicted to Ballet. She use to breath, eat, sleep Ballet. So this was a huge blow to a then 6 year old. It was her birthday a week before that and he did not even come around to wish her happy birthday. We ended up by telling her that Granddad moved far away, and that it is not possible for him to take her to Ballet anymore. A few months later she then posed the question that totally stumped me. She wanted to know how far was far. And then asked if he moved as far as Ouma and Oupa (my parents) and without any thought, we said yes, so far. She then proceeded to ask then why have we not visited him and why has he not visited us? As it is not really that far. It is only a two hour drive. I still owe her an answer.

My dad actually saw him(FIL) at our local shopping centre, and he mentioned it to my DD, and she responded by telling my dad that he should rather not talk about him. Because in her eyes she does not exist anymore. Now, I have never, not once said anything slightly negative about him (FIL) nor have my DH. We will always have a FIL conversation when both the children are asleep. I really don’t know how to deal with this, as DH has finally decided that his dad is just not worth it, and he has written him off.

So back to today. Last week at school, we got a little note from a local Ballet teacher and that she offers classes at one of our local schools. Unfortunately this school is not without walking distance, so there is no way for my DD to get to the Ballet. She only saw the leaflet and was absolutely over the moon that she will be doing Ballet again. I tried to explain to her that there is just no way for her to do Ballet. Hell, I even went as far as searching the net for a Ballet class for her age group on Saturdays. I am willing to stop working part time over Saturdays just so that she can do Ballet. Well, it did not go down well, as she was adamant that she will be doing Ballet this year. I eventually phoned the lady just to find out whether there is anyone from our school that wants to do Ballet etc. She mentioned that she will keep my number incase she hears of someone that will be able to give my daughter a lift.

Now, that sounds ideal, but my daughter is only 6 and a half. You can’t just get someone to take her and plonk her down at the school etc. So that was a no-no for me.

Well, it sorted itself out. So my prayers actually worked, as I was so desperate, and I just had no way out. I pay someone to pick up my children, take them to school and fetch them again and drop them at home. Even though I pay the lady, she is also a friend of mine. But because the Ballet is really out of her way, I never even considered asking her to take my DD. She saw me briefly last week and mentioned something about the Ballet. Well, she phoned me Saturday to say that her daughter will also be doing Ballet, so on Wednesday this week, my DD is starting Ballet.

I can’t tell you how glad I am!

one day to go….

Just one more day at home, and then it is back to school for my kids. The two girls are starting Grade 1 and my monkey is starting Grade R.

I know the girls are ready for Grade 1, so I am really not so worried about them.

It is my little monkey that I am worried about. even though he cried last year because he could not attend Grade R with the girls, and he knows his teacher very well, as she was his sister’s teacher last year.

The problem is that my housekeeper still calls him her baby. And she babies him at every opportunity. It is so bad, he will hurt his big toe, and the girls must explain what happened. And being a child, he knows how to milk this.

I am really concerned about this. I really think it is going to become a HUGE problem. I have spoken to his teacher at length about this, so I hope she will be able to assist me.

So hold thumbs….

I believe 2010 is the year for us!

I love what I do.  I love the pressure I have at work, and I love the rush when I make my target.  I received such a good review from Top Management during December, and shortly after wards I received a letter informing that I received a huge promotion and off course a raise as well.  To say that I was over the moon is not even to beginning.

Now, very seldom people actually know this about me, but I hate living in Cape Town.  Not the actual suburb I stay in.  It is Cape Town itself.  Actually I must just  rather say that I hate working in Cape Town.  If I could avoid going to town, then I could, but unfortunately for me, I work in the CBD.  There is days that I get to work just after 6, and only leave the building just before 4 in the afternoon.  Well, I park inside the building, so I never actually leave the building.  Now do you get the picture on how much I actually hate town.

I have never actually fully searched for another job, as my current one is just so convenient.  More than enough leave (29 working days) sufficient sick leave, sufficient family responsibility leave etc.  And the pay is not that bad.  Really!  But I have longed to move to the platteland for years.  I was born in the Free State, and it seems that I have never actually lost that part of me.  I yearn to get out of the city!  Unfortunately there is just no way for us to do something like that, as my DH has a skill that is just not needed on the platteland.  He is a toolmaker by trade, and his skills is not really required anywhere else than in the major cities.

Now seeing that I hate staying in a major city, that proofs a problem.  Unfortunately that is part of life, so I just have to bite the bullet.

This morning I get a call from my brother.  His friend is desperately looking for someone in my field, but it will just be too far for my DH to travel.  He all ready travels almost 101km to work (just to work), I can’t expect him to travel even further than that.  And also the road that he will have to travel on is more dangerous etc.

Now what do I do?  Even consider the job offered (o yes, they will match my salary and all the extras like leave etc) just because it is on the platteland, or do I just stick to what I am doing at the moment?

Even though my heart is telling me one thing, my mind is telling me to not even consider the offer.  This is a small firm that is making the offer.  Where I am employed at the moment at a national firm, with at least some form of stability.  But yet again, my heart is telling me another….

O well, I believe 2010 is my year, and this just proofs it.  I believe there are better and bigger things to follow.

So, watch this space.

xxxx

10 things I love about you…

I haven’t blogged in some time, solely because I was just to lazy.  I tried once, and because I was used to blogger saving as I go along, I never realised that wordpress do not save along the way, so I loose everything.

Anycase, back to the post.

Laura from www.female2female.co.za posted this blog challenge, and here goes….

1. I love you because you always know just when to sms me with the most ludicrous proposal.

2. I love you because you will always see the bright side of life, despite it being cloudy and miserable inside of me!

3. I love that you look past my scary hair days, and always tell me I am stunning.

4. I love that you can surprise me the way you do.

5. I love the way you love me.

6. I love the way you can irritate me just to make my laugh at the end of everything, just because you can!

7. I love the fact that you will support me in everything I do.

8.  I love you for giving me the best 11 years of my life.

9. I love you for everything that you showed me, and the fact that you showed me that I can be something, and don’t have to live in anyone’s shadow, and that I am worth it.  Worth being me!

10.  I love you…

xxxx

Blog name

I started this blog to write about my daily life, but when I had to setup everything, I tried every possible name that I could think of, and eventually after what felt like my 100th attempt, I finally tried sensualme, and it took it.  Now it feels extremely corny to have a name like this.  And I don’t think I can change it though.  And to start thinking of a new name that is not taken seems like a real mission.  So for now, I am going to stay with this name.

I have always been obese.  And somewhere during 2009 I decided that I need to loose weight.  I wish I was that type that could just jump in and join the gym etc.  But alas, I am not.  But I did start loosing weight.  So much so that I have gone down 3 dress sizes.  I am totally overwhelmed with the weight loss, and for the first time in my life I actually feel like joining a gym and going to exercise on a daily basis.  Unfortunately I know myself, and I know that I can’t commit to something like that.  I would love to though.

2009 was a tough year for me.  Emotionally it was really really tough, challenging me in ways that I have never been challengfed before.  The one thing that kept me going was my DH.  He has been a rock during this year, and I love feeling so good at the moment, and I can also see that he absolutely LOVES my new body., as I have always been a big girl, so to him this is really really nice.  But I still have a LOT of weight to loose.  But I am getting there.  No quick fixes for something that took my almost 20 years to build up.  I believe that I will get there.  Hence the name sensual me. I can actually for the first time in my life enjoy my body, and see how my DH can enjoy it.  It is absolutely wonderfull to lie on the bed and my tummy is flatter than my boobs.  PMSL!!!!!!!!

Hello world!

This will hopefully become a part of my everyday life.  I’ve always wanted to start a blog seperate from my normal one, where I can just type as an outlet, sharing stuff from my everyday life, that I can’t share otherwise.  I can’t always share on FB, as most of my family is on there, and there is certain stuff on there that I don’t want to share with them.  I also do not feel comfortable sharing my normal day stuff on my normal blog, as that is for my business, and really, who wants to read about normal mundane stuff on a business blog?

I am not a writer, and I never had that big dream of becoming a writer.  Basically my dream was to have enough money to just lie on the couch whole day and watch TV.  That has now changed from watching TV to surfing the Net.  PMSL!!!!! I am not ambitious, even though I do take pride in my work and my part time job.  I take both extremely serious, and try to be the best, but that is not always possible.

Well, I am going to try to keep this up, so lets see what happens….

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