Busy Busy Bunny

No not me, that's what Katy used to call Bugs Bunny when she was little.  It just popped into my head when I thought of how busy I was yesterday.  When I do all that I should here there just isn't enough hours in the day, once again, I don't know how working mothers do it all, my hat off to them!  And that includes homeschooling mums (you know who you are).
I got all the washing dry, a miracle, made a pot of tomato and pumpkin soup for my lunch and for the weekend.  Did some grocery shopping.  Bought myself some new undies!  Now that isn't a big deal for most of you but I am terrible at spending money on myself, for some reason I always feel guilty, but no more, this is part of my new approach.  When we went to the club for lunch the other day, Phill of course wanted to play the pokies.  In my drinking days I would go along with him and the boredom would be numbed by the chardonnay.  But now I hate it, it's just like going to the counter and saying "here's my hard earned cash, take it".  He put in $20 and won a bit.  Normally he would have put it through waiting for the "big" one, that never comes.  We got to $120 and I made him collect it and go home.  He wasn't happy, but I stood my ground.  Later I took $100 and told him I needed some things.  He was shocked but earlier when I'd complained that the money we put in the poker machines could have bought things I needed he said "Well if you need things then just go out and get them!"  Not thinking I would.  But I did!  I got some basic undies and a really pretty pink bra and knickers set (smaller size undies yay).  I did also get two new towels and a bath mat set but that's okay I like to have nice linen and stuff.  Funny thing is, he blusters and complains a lot but he seems almost glad that I've taken charge and someone is finally being sensible around here. (For someone who is so funny about $$ he hasn't even noticed the money I've been taking and putting aside to save for our holiday, I have quite a stash and he has no clue).  In fact in many of the changes I am making (slowly and gently) I am finding little or no resistance from anyone.  I was steeling myself for a huge mutiny but it's not happening.  The atmosphere here now is one of calm and order and it appears I am being looked to for leadership, which is not a bad thing as I have the welfare of the whole family as my priority.
I cooked cauliflower and broccoli yesterday afternoon and pureed it and froze some and put a good deal in the burrito meat I made for the kids dinner which they had with salad.  I had a little piece of salmon and lots of vegies.  Tonight we're having the little rib eye roast I got cheap, I'm going to do it in an oven bag with French shallots and garlic then take it out for the last bit to brown, I'll make Yorkshire pudding for a treat, and crispy roast potato, with roast pumpkin and sweet potato and gravy and vegies.
I found some really good cake and biscuit recipes in the Syms books yesterday, the cakes made with apple sauce rather than butter or oil so I'm going to try them out for school lunches.
Em was home again yesterday, but she does have a sore throat and a cold but the amount of school days she's missing really worries me.  She stayed in bed all day and read which was something.  She's found these huge novels at the school library, and she's hooked on them.  I'm so pleased, as she's never been a reader like Kate was and like I always was.  She went to sleep really early last night so she mustn't be well, but she's up early now and out on the computer with her honey and lemon tea.
I took Josh down for a treat to reward him for another full week at school, he's such a little trooper.  We drove by the two houses that are to rent.  One is up right next to the medical centre and hospital and directly across from TAFE so don't know how the noise level would be up there.  Close to the school though.  The other house is way on the other side of town.  Both are a little shabby on the outside for the rent they want, they both look empty so I'm hoping that one or both will still be available should we decide to move and perhaps the rents will even go down.
I cannot believe the difference in my thought processes, my emotions and my reactions since I stopped drinking.  I've kind of skirted around it here but it's obvious.  I have a drinking problem.  A big problem.  It affected every single area of my life for so long.  Deep down I knew the day would come when I would stop and never go there again.  And it did, and I did, and I won't.  No point in regrets or self recrimination now, I've done all that.  Just making things better for me, and for my family, especially my two youngest who still depend so much on me, and incredibly, look up to me.
I'm really proud of myself.  All those anxiety symptoms have totally disappeared, so it mustn't have been hormonal.  The D&A counsellor suggested I go see the GP and have a bunch of tests which I will do this week.  I can't remember the last time I had a pap test and I want some blood work done as well.  I've neglected myself for far too long.
But the big question is.....why can't we sleep in on weekends, yet we drag ourselves out of bed on weekdays???