We thought it might be fun to have twins ~ Sam Frustaci.
Yes, in case you're wondering, they are identical. They're still that cute but all grown up now & creating twice the havoc.
Without consulting me, Dino [in the green T] arranged for me to pick Theo up from Brisbane airport yesterday.
"Don't worry, mum," Dino said, when he informed me of these arrangements & I had a very predictable meltdown, "I'll direct you in & Theo can drive home." Now if I do say it myself Dino is an excellent navigator so I actually ok'd this plan even after discovering that Theo's plane landed at 4.30 pm & I would be driving in peak hour Brisbane traffic!
Well, you know what happened, don't you?! The day arrived & no Dino. Dino was on his way to Dubbo. I gave Star no choice. I put her in the hot seat to sign spot, to hold my hand & feed me jelly snakes when I started hyperventilating.
I have driven in to Brisbane airport exactly once, when I put Liddy on her plane to Melbourne earlier this year. A sane person would have checked a map but maps confuse me & this is one route I happen to know is very well signposted. Just the same, no sane person wants to pay parking rates at this place so it was a delicate balance to arrive neither too soon nor abysmally late so we could do the circuit, pick up the lad on the run, & keep driving straight through.
What had I forgotten? That the other lad & his mate had borrowed my mainland car & had failed to fuel her up. So I had to stop first thing, during the school pick up zone time. Practically what this means is school pick up merges imperceptibly into peak hour. There were zillions of cars on the road & the traffic was moving at a snail's pace. I told Star to text her brother & let him know we were held up & he would have to wait ~ which he did with extraordinary patience. Theo is not known for waiting patiently.
So I apologise for the lack~lustre posts lately. I am just tired. I was lolling round last night like a zombie wondering why I was feeling so totally exhausted when I realised today's little jaunt had taken as long as a trip in & out to Rathdowney, with the added stress factor of driving in heavy traffic. I was not made for this frantic pace of life.