Feeling tense..

I am such a panic merchant.

I cant help it but I am seriously worried about stupid old swine flu.

Having a child that has seizures at even a whiff of a fever is making me turn into an anxious, hand wringing old worry wart.

I yell at the kids if they touch the handrail on the escalators..."are you CRAZY?? Swine flu, swine flu!!". Sure, they might fall and crack open their skulls by not hanging on but at least they aint going to get it.

I have wipes, hand sanitizer, bleach and full body suits in my handbag..well, maybe not the bodysuits but only because they wont fit.

Fuck you swine flu, why did you have to give me grey hair and stomach ulcers?

Organisation or lack thereof...

So I am normally a pretty organised person.

I know where my keys are, I remember birthdays, I can always find the remote but today I did the dumbest thing and Im still kicking myself for it.

I had bought a spot on the storque showcase on Etsy for tomorrow. This morning I got up, made a bottle for my baby, sat down to feed her and check my emails and Etsy as is my normal morning ritual. I thought I'd click on the showcase just to see what was happening and lo and behold, I see one of my pieces winking at me!

ARGH!! I wanted to clean up my shop and list a new necklace before my showcase spot!
I'd stuffed up the whole timezone thing and my messy shop had been flaunting itself all over the showcase for hours while I snoozed blissfully unaware.

In full panic mode I propped kids in front of the telly, shoved something in front of them (it may of may not have been edible) and proceeded to quietly have a meltdown while I frantically fussed about and listed my necklace and changed the order of my featured items about 10 times.

After an hour or so my 3 year old tapped me on the shoulder "Mum, can we have something to eat now? Claudias getting sick of gumming the remote control"

Oops.