It may be true that timing is everything. However in my case, this last week feels like I am in some bizarre time wreck!It all started with my outburst/breakdown last Tuesday. I was a mess. Yelling, screaming, crying and generally going completely bananas. I had had enough of everything. Much to my disgust and annoyance, I was told that it was pathetic that I cant handle my partner being away for 4 months. I was told that people have husbands away at war so why cant I cope. My question is have you been alone with my boys for 5 days 24hrs a day?
It was days of 4WD, swimming, walking, going to the pub and sight seeing. The kids had a ball. I had my first experience of driving the car up a bloody huge hill. (All the while I was shitting myself mind you.) It was fun packed and I even bought some lovely fleece to felt with. Definitely a fun weekend.
When it was time to leave on Monday morning, after the over indulgence of Easter eggs. We went to start the Suby. "Whirrr....GGGG..WRRRRRRR." Jay and I both looked at each other and said "OH SHIT!" Not completely sure whether the engine is ceased, but pretty sure. We decided to bite the bullet and get a new car. It was a sad day. Jay then had to drive us home and then commute back by himself to Merrijig......bugger!











