Epic Fail

I woke up at 7am this morning, Packed lunches, organised school bags, uniforms, school shoes, 

got breakfast sorted and fed into their little bellies.

Stop to boast on facebook how good it is that school is back today.

I sort day care bags, hair combed, teeth brushed, faces washed, and headed out the door.

I dropped Master T at day care, he surprisingly went without a fuss after having just over a week off for holidays. no one said anything as they made comment at how gorgeous and smart Miss Moos looked in her uniform with her hair in the fish tail braids.

I drove to school 8:45 knowing parking being first day back of term and now raining was going to be problematic, pull into car park.............empty!

I think, gate must be locked I'll go around the front, surely school is on. Right?

I see the crossing guard, glimmer of hope, I see teachers cars, I smile,  but the gates are still closed!

I'm so confused.

I think to myself, I'll go home and check the news letter.

I get home, tell kids to remain in the car and race inside to check the newsletter on the fridge.

there it is in black and white.

School returns Tuesday 24th April

I tell the kids to get out of the car (quickly don't want the neighbours to know what a dick I am) head upstairs get changed because I have a few errands to run.

I got up at 7am and out of the house by 8am for nothing!

and to add insult to injury I now have to do it again tomorrow.  

Taming The Mane.

Yep it's like this every morning without fail, It's in need of a serious pruning, but the issue with moving is finding a new hair dresser that understands you and your hair.

It took me almost 8mth back in Victoria before I found a hair dresser that had a halo and wings.

I've been to one here to kill time, funny reason I know, long story short, I locked myself out of the house an couldn't justify the 2 and a 1/2 hour round trip to collect keys from hubby, so I got a hair cut to kill time between shopping, and whilst she was lovely and did the job I wasn't exactly singing her praise when I left.

So the hunt still continues, and the mane still grows wild free.

 I found a lovely little place the other day worth investigation so I popped my head in said Hi, ladies seemed pleasant, so I'll head on in once the kidlets head back to school and tame my tresses,

Maybe I'll just hack them all off, problem solved, 

hubby wont choke and strangle on them in his sleep, I wont have to brush my carpets every two days, my daughter and I wont fight over the "good" hair bands, problem solved,

everyone's happy happy happy!