January Blues

I am not enjoying January. It is 'busy period' at mum’s restaurant and she has been working us into the ground. We decided with her in December that we were happy to help out and that we would spend 5 days down there in the caravan (about 1.5-2 hours away) then home for Wednesday and Thursday. It worked fine for the first week but then this week she cancelled our days at home!!!! Yes she decided completely independent of us that we didn't need to go home so we could have 1 day a week off. We escaped in the middle of the night last night and snuck home LOL. Unfortunately I have to be at work at 10:30 tomorrow so we have to go back home at 8:30am tomorrow :(

I kinda feel like I have had to sacrifice my last month of freedom before the big medical school adventure. Oh well, such is life (in my family at least). David and I were laughing about the fact that most people sneak away to a cabin on the coast on their days off and we snuck from a cabin on the coast to home. Kinda funny, kinda sad. That word 'kinda' is annoying; I wonder if it is even classed as a real word.

Today we did the big 'Back to School' shop. It took forever. I have a few rants about it. Emily got her school shoes and demanded to wear them around the shops; she looked like such a dag. But she was a happy dag. I can't believe my baby is going to be joining her brother at big school already.

WARNING RANT AHEAD

My major rant about our shopping experience is about Kmart. (Do I ever need to go anywhere else for a good rant?). Anyway, we lined up at the checkouts, the lines were pretty huge because like usual they didn't have enough staff on. I chose the shortest line as you do, it only had 3 people in front of me which was a pretty good score considering the number of people in the other lines. The first person went through pretty quickly, but the next though something was on special and it was not and she wanted it checked, fine, it happens sometimes, however the stupid dumb arsed cashier just stood there looking confused, trying to get the attention of a supervisor by LOOKING at her, like hello, that is what your dinging thing is for. Then she actually left her register and went off to work out if it was the right price. It was and the lady didn’t want it. Ok crisis averted, and it only took 10 minutes, Emily has given up standing and is sitting on the filthy floor by now. The lady in from of me puts her stuff up, this lady was already on my nerves because her stupid teenage daughter has been pushing past me every two freaking seconds with new stuff to buy, like if you haven't finished shopping then why the F**k are you in the line! This lady then proceeds to ask the price of every piece of clothing she has (she has a whole pile) She starts to say "I thought that these were half price" which of course sends the brain-dead cashier in to the supervisor attention getting tactics that we have seen implemented previously. The lady starts going on about the catalogue so brain-dead cashier get one out and the lady show her on the back where it says that selected summer clearance lines are now up to 50% off their original price. The idiot had been walking around the entire clothes section thinking it is all half price. The brain-dead cashier STILL didn't get it and was like "I'm not sure why it's not half price". Everyone who has ever been to Kmart knows that the clearance clothes are on clearance racks, and this idiot that is employed there does not. After more stupidity witnessed, the other cashier say to brain-dead cashier that it is only the items with a yellow tag, no da! So after wasting all of my precious time (and my time is very precious; see first part of this post) she leaves only purchasing a slutty diamante g-string and this hideous red bra. David and James went to get coffee during this ordeal and by the time we got to them at Gloria Jeans they had ordered, received (and this GJ is notorious for their extremely slow coffee making) and almost completely drunk their coffees. Worse still we had missed something and had to go back to Kmart later.

OK RANT OVER

Ranting always makes me buggered so I am done now.