Friday, September 11, 2015

The End.

Considering being a believer in that saying, "It takes a village" just for tonight. I dropped The Livian children off at their house tonight because their parents get in early in the morning and I didn't want to have to load them all into the truck and drive to the airport because they all wanted to come, but Livian children in the morning is not pretty.

Trusting 16 year old Shaily for the night with her younger siblings, probably relying more on Nessa the 13 year old to man the ship, and hoping no one kills each other tonight.

The Thailand trip last year was longer than this trip, but nearly a year later they have stronger personalities and they've grown a feature where their hearing is near absent than it is selective.

Naturally, I'll do it all over again next time The Livian's decide to have a dirty weekend away, but I had anxiety this time around because I had to compete with 6 strong personalities when I'm only use to 2. Making sure that each one was happy was my priority because listening to unhappy children basically made my skin crawl.

I managed to keep them all happy though. Can't remember how because I'm surviving on 4 hours of sleep a night due to flipping my mattress for the first time in 6 years and my normal indent not being there anymore AND dealing with kids.

May I now declare my appreciation for Sister Wives and how I wish I had a few this week. I would have appreciated someone here to cook, someone to comfort, someone to clean the house and someone to do the school run all while I catch up on the sleep I've missed.

One more early morning picking the Livians up tomorrow and I'll fire myself till the 28th of September.

6 years since Aunty Marva left us.
Miss her every day.

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