astrothsknot: (uriel kill something)
( Apr. 11th, 2011 09:07 pm)
ANyone's who's been round this blog for a bit knows I'm finding it damn near impossible to get back into a routine.

It's hard enough for me normally to keep going because THINGS GET IN THE WAY. I've tried many ways of getting round these THINGS and about 70-80% of the time I'm successful, but with the events of the last 6 months, even though they are behind me these THINGS are even more crippling.

I seem to have developed a stalker. Now it's not a bad thing, indeed I gave birth to this stalker. I love this stalker with all my heart.

However - he won't let me out of his damn sight. He's off school right now and he leaves in a few weeks, so I'm getting a snapshot of the next few months till college starts and I don't like it.

My house is a mess. I can't keep on top of it because he's constantly there, re-messing it. even when i've got him to tidy up, it's messy again within five minutes. so I'm going on all day about what I want tidied up. Banning him off the PS3 works, so he gets back and then we're back at square one again.

he's off and on that PS3 like it's a yo-yo. He's somehow got the impression that he'll be sitting playing games all day while I'm at work. He can get a job (which he shows no inclination of doing, despite the fact he's an ideal age for it) or he's doing my housework to my specifications or it'll be Take Your Router To Work Day, every day. he can parasite off someone else if he doesn't like it.

That's not the worst of it though. I cannot turn for him. he's constantly around. I go to workout in my room in the morning and he's bloody there. I go to clean the bathroom and he's there, taking root on the throne, leaving his crap strewn behind him, so I have to run through the whole damn, "CLEAN UP YOUR SHIT!" again.

I workout in my room or try to and he's bloody there telling me some fucking gibberish about some bollocks that happened on PSN or youtube or whatever. AND THIS CAN'T WAIT? I'M ONLY GOING TO BE 20 MINS!

So that's my flow ruined or in several cases that's a muscle pulled, specially during yoga.

I've blocked the door off, thrown him out the room, which always leads to the ever entertaining Teenage Meltdown. "You don't love me! Why did you have me! You only had me to shout at me!"

I go out for a walk and HE FUCKING COMES WITH ME. Then I get more psn gibberish or he moans that we're out for a walk and can't we phone Dad to come and get us., Er no we can't, but it ruins it for me. Yeah, I win, but what do i win?

I want to go out for a cycle. Stewart wants to come. But he's scared of the road and the traffic, so cycling for him is out of the question, so it turns into a walk. Which limits where we're going and leads to whines of "I'm tired!"

I know it's lovely to spend time with him (or theoretically) and I know growing up is scary, but it's not like I'm throwing him out at 16 into the big horrible world. I just think that as someone who'll be 16 next month (which is a big deal in the UK), he needs to take on some adult responsibilities.

Everywhere's got rules and responsibilities, every house is its own little country, it's like a lesson for wider society for teens. You have to pull your weight in the world. I'm not saying everyday should be a toil at the pitface, but doing the things which are asked of you and realising that it's not all about you, that someone close to you saying "THis is me time" is not a personal rejection.

That keeping the place relatively clean and tidy is good for physical health and mental wellbeing and means we can get much more use out of my small space and I'm not ashamed to have workies in or his mates in. I don't care how he keeps his house, but this is my house. His home, certainly, but MY HOUSE and i like it a certain way.

I guess I'm saying I wish he'd grow up, just a little.

Before i set my hair on fire or run round the street naked. I haven't reached my goal weight yet
astrothsknot: (Default)
( Dec. 8th, 2010 09:29 pm)
Stewart was getting harrassed on PSN last night by a german. SUddenly I hear "Translate this! TWO WORLD WARS, ONE WORLD CUP! DO-DAH! DO-DAH!"

SPot the deliberate mistake.
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( Oct. 12th, 2010 01:20 am)
Continuing in his quest to sent us to a fiery death, Stewart left the cable for his PS3 plugged into the mains, without turning it off. It was there for two days before I found it while I was cleaning.
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( Oct. 9th, 2010 09:11 pm)
Oh dear Lord, he's trying to break open a coconut. I can't watch.
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( Oct. 1st, 2010 07:33 am)
Stewart's broke his new pc. it's not booting up at all, just asking me for the boot disc. which wasn't supplied.

he picks his times.
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( Sep. 28th, 2010 10:56 pm)
Dad's a bit annoyed that I've given him, Barry and Stewart their own tag for their defiance of Darwinism. He says he'll keep a blog of all my mishaps.

Then I pointed out all my mishaps where before I was 20. He's 62.
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( Sep. 26th, 2010 09:28 pm)
Dad took Stewart out today and they ended up in Crieff, where Dad promptly managed to lose him. It's only got one street.
astrothsknot: (illythia)
( Sep. 23rd, 2010 10:06 pm)
Were does all the time go? Stewart is back in school - for how long? *cries* I haven't had time to piss this week - I'm cleaning and running round on errands. I've found a new book series by Justin Gustainis. Nice, quick reads. I'm still getting used to my new PC. I called her Ruby. I can't get used to this keyboard, but I can get used to this great big memory. I went round four shops to find aubergines and I finally got my hair cut. I've only been trying to get it done for the last year.

I'm trying to write again - which is hard in this racket and he never seems to go to bed.

He's trying to burn us out again. I left him at home while I went for my messages and came back to a horrible incense pong and a melted floor tile. Apparently he'd farted and about gassed himself, so he decided to light the incense sticks from the Buddhist place the school took him. I swear these minging things keep breeding in there. They just won't be used up.

He decided he'd light one. and then another one. And then a whole bunch. From the cooker and they all flared up and he dropped them on the floor. when the sink was right behind him.
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( Feb. 2nd, 2008 03:07 am)
When told by his Nan that he made a better door than a window, he replied, "Thank you."

He elaborately sellotaped a torch to his toy rifle, before he realised that the button was under all the sellotape

on being told off by myself and his nan about the state of his room and if he tidied up like he was supposed to, it would be tidied and if he did it in a certain way and his telescope wouldn't be in bits, and if he didn't leave lights and tvs on he'd have money for games and films, he yells after trying to do several things at once and not managing any, "I'M A MAN, DAMMIT! I NEED PRECISE INSTRUCTIONS!"
I've had to flag.

Stewart's merrily been flagging me and LJ had to investigate. They were actually alright about it, they thought it was a feud and once I'd explained the flagger was my son, they thought it was funny.

However, I was asked to flag the journal and no more will be said.

No one more kiddies. Not unless they have access to my laptop.

Stewart is giggling over my shoulder. Let's slap him
Today I

Cleaned the bathroom and the hall
hung three loads of washing
arsed about on Mum's pc
cleaned the hanster
did a parents night on twenty mins notice
wrote 352 words of Dean/Faith porn

all on three hours sleep

Stewart went back to school today. rumours have included, brain damage, coma and he was getting chased by a girl.

Stewart's attitude to it all, according to his maths teacher? "Dude, I only got knocked down."
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( Nov. 22nd, 2007 09:17 pm)
Dear Gods,

Thank you very much for watching over the idiot son i spawned gave birth to when he crosses the road.

Love, Stewart's Mum

(Stewart decided to get run over last night and all that's wrong with him is some bumps and scrapes)
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( Oct. 11th, 2007 08:45 pm)
"This is the Voice of the Mysterons. Move your bloody car."

Stewart lost his final baby tooth today. His thoughts on the matter?

"Baby Tooth, looks your time in the Big Brother House is over."
astrothsknot: (cuddle me(hornet))
( Sep. 4th, 2007 09:39 pm)
Like my little hornet? That's how I feel.

Day starts off good - Stewart's eczema if finally under control - it's been rampaging since the week before school started. There was actually sleeping last night.

I had my drama free weekend and felt the better for it. I unpacked my cases. I know I've been back from my holidays for a fortnight. What of it?

I sorted out my clothes - I've dropped a dress size and I'm now a UK 16. I've found 16s in my wardrobe that I've never worn, still got the tags on and everything (and that came over in my head in Dean's voice. When's this fucking hiatus over?) That's what happened this morning, when I was getting ready for work.

I buzz through all my stuff at work - when the school phoned. All I heard was Scool, accident, gym and dislocated shoulder.

Well my workmates are amazing. My boss got my bag together while I'm freaking on the phone and my other boss drove me to the school to get him, and was going to drive us to the hospital (my brother took him)

(his shoulder is badly bruised, but not dislocated. Stewart was most annoyed. It does look misshapen, though)

He'd been arsing about at gym, they'd been on the astroturf five-a-side pitch outside and Stewart had decided to either walk on the wall or jump a bollard. I'm not really clear on that part.

For some strange reason the school called my old mobile - which has been Stewart's for over a year. I've given them my current number four times already. Then again, they called my mum's when it was the saga of the boots... and I haven't lived there in 6 years.

His grandparents were freaking out all over and we went there for tea.

He managed to cut his leg on his scooter - it's not big, but still - and his front post on his brace fell out.

That's in addition to his Nan's shenanigans...

I quit.
I swallowed a plum stone earlier.

Stewart's comment? "You've swallowed worse."
astrothsknot: (rotfl)
( Jul. 12th, 2007 08:48 pm)
Stewart got told to put his washing away in the cupboard. So he put the entire basket in the cupboard.
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( Jun. 26th, 2007 04:16 pm)
Dear Stewart

If the wind is bending the trees double, it's probably too windy for your bike.

Mum xxx
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( May. 9th, 2007 11:26 pm)
On the advice of  [livejournal.com profile] alethialia I'm watching A Few Good men and rather enjoying it, despite it being Tom Cruise and Demi Moore. I may get the West Wing when I've got through all the other DVDs I have to watch.

My son got WWE wrestlers for his birthday and a ring. He left them in a battle position and called out for me to come and see them, cos someone had just got chucked out the ring, leaving the other two in a compromising position. he's prattling excitedly about whatever story he's got going. There must have been something in my face because he looks at me like I've sprouted an extra head.

"Mum, they're not having buttsex. They've got clothes on."
astrothsknot: (glee)
( Mar. 13th, 2007 09:39 pm)
New machine comes tomorrow. I need to buy tools. I can fix stuff fine with the right tools, rather than phoning Daddy.

Got an irate call from the school, wanting to talk to me about Stewart's inappropriate behaviour. They'd been given a prompt for a poem. My son's effort?

"Yo Momma so big she uses a mattress for a tampon."
astrothsknot: (he did it)
( Mar. 10th, 2007 01:00 pm)
My son is trying to make a voodoo doll with Blu-tack and pubic hair. He's convinced that he's having a heart attack.
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