Here I am, four months after my last post ...
Why so long without message
- first because I had no internet. I finally managed unsubscribe me from FREE after moult es call but since I do not réabonnée me simply because I did not afford 30 euros per month it finally made a sum not to mention the bond for the live box, and then I also had to take the time to call so I made this gift for Christmas .
- 4 months of questioning, small depression and joy, but my life still hectic does not give me want to write , not easy to write bad news.
- this is interesting a blog? especially on me? I was not interested in it if it the world my little life. But eventually I took my pen because it does me well too.
So since August that happened?
First I'm on vacation with mister playmobil and frog and mister new man. Holiday owl near Bordeaux. The early was difficult because not easy to relax with new mac, I was afraid of asking too much from children. and then difficult to be wife, mother in same time.
After the holidays back to work, when I applied for a job that I really wanted to heart but a big rabbit out of a hat has had the job. The piston has a good gentleman rabbit.
then after the disappointment, and came the question, is what I competent enough to evolve? is what one little reconcile family and working lives when we want to move up the hierarchy ? especially since I could only count on the new guy as old friends are no longer my friends but those of Mr. Ex.
Besides Mr. Ex has continued to make life difficult for me.
October, I change the structure but not a job reorganization comprehensive services so that change of environment I hate changes was served.
month of October has been a difficult month.
First, the sister of my mother is deceased . was my godmother, she looked like lot to my mom. More uncle or aunt of my mother's side.
We learned that on Sunday, Mr. Ex was near has me babysit even if was not his week of vacation so I can go to the funeral.
Reassured almost glad the organization I left home my dad. 1 hour drive, I get the kids eat, the new guy is at home, call my dad to review the organization. I fell on my dad in tears at phone. Her house had burned , short circuit. He had lost everything. I'm leaving, new guy keeps the children I left on Monday to help my dad. Tuesday after noon we must start to 600 km for burial and Monday evening learn from the pars ex sir he does not want to babysit. Hysterics, tears. My super nanny agrees to help me but a shock: I can not count on Mr. ex same in the worst moments of my life.
December: Children can not participate in the Christmas tree of my job, sir ex refuses arrangement even for children, I cry but what serve it, nothing.
That still four months with tiles, some happiness, but tears, tears ...
That thank you for your messages and thank you for continuing to read me.
