Mom!

I have been sooooo tired over the last few days. Today i actually had to lie down to sleep at 10 am after dropping Peter off to work. It seems that my brain is now mostly filled with some soft squishy unintelligible material. It could be that i have been so busy over the last few weeks. Since school began, there had always been something. The kitchen, the grounds, the hedge. Oh the hedge. I never mentioned that did i? THE HEDGE. It is about 30 metres long and had about seven years overgrrowth on it. I do not know the technical term for the overgrowth - but what has happened is over the past seven years we did not cut it properly and as a result the bloody thing had become bushier and bushier. I decided that i would cut it myself this year. t took me three weeks. Three weeks with secetuers. A hack saw and occassionally the shears. Three weeks. A couple of hours a day. But i did it. It looks a bit chainsaw massacre like but i did save £200 which i put something towards bulbs. And next year we should have a few hundred daffadills and tulips nodding their heads sagely.

The financial crisis. The credit crunch. I love the way economists come on a pontificate about it. How anyone who is an economist can have any sense of self worth at this moment is do not know. How did they not see this coming? Two years ago i wondere why the government did not intervene with the house prices. They had increased out of all proportion. This house which we lived in had gone up by almost 100%. How could it go up by 100% when my salary had not gone up by 10%?? It was shocking. And Gordon Brown allowed this all to happen.

How are we taking this? Mostly life goes on. Apart from the outrageous prices in oil, it's much same oh same oh mostly because even before the CC we would do things that didn't cost money, i would do most of the cooking for our meals, i do not have a credit card - only a debit one - believing, a belief i am glad to say has been vindicated - that it is the work of the devil, and we don't have mad outstanding loans - no cars to pay off, no holidays booked. I buy any clothes from charity shops and most of the stuff we have is recycled. We still get our organic veg bag, my meat still comes from Pheasant Hill Farm, which really hasn't gone up very much, if at all.

Ah this exhaustion... today Ghin was shouting up Mom! Mom!!! God, i am sooo tired i tot to myself. I'm going to wtch newsnight now.

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