Thursday, 18 August 2011

Fever and finances

Things I have learnt in the past couple of days.

1. I should never try and blog (or do anything else) while I have the flu. This will not lead to anything good. It will lead to me staring at one sentence in a fever-induced haze while my eyesight deteriorates for no good reason (as opposed to when I can write more than one sentence, and you all benefit from reading it- yes I am sacrificing my eyesight for YOU dear reader... I want to make some analogy to Beethoven and his deafness here (oh my God... maybe I still have that fever))

2. I should never ever ever think about finances. Especially while on maternity leave. One of my brothers actually read my blog once (I am not sure whether to attribute this to our family penchant for pocrastination or my incessant enquiring 'so have you read my blog? have you read my blog? you know what you should do, read my blog' etc etc. What can I say, I wanted to share the Beethoven-like brilliance. Anyway he was like 'you blame everything on the bub'. Well, OBVIOUSLY! As you can tell he is yet to become a parent. Otherwise he would know that that is one of the major reasons to procreate. People say you have to get more responsible once you have a baby. Not so! You instantly have a ready made excuse for pretty much everything. House is a mess- well I have a baby. Bringing fat back ('sexy' is so last year!)- well I have a baby. Getting in late to work (I am even projecting my excuses ahead of time)- yes you guessed it- I have a baby. Why take any responsibility when your unsuspecting bub can be heaped with the blame. Especially as he has limited means to counter the slander (at least for now) and limitless means of looking gorgeous so that nothing ever sticks to him anyway. So I am definitely blaming the baby for the finances (which I am still refusing to look at). It certainly wasn't the fact that I have champagne habits on a beer salary (though I LOVE that Eric Bibb song). It has nothing to do with my inability to save or complete incomprehension of the word 'budget' or more accurately how that word (one hardly likes to say it more than once) might apply to me. It certainly has nothing to do with the fact that when asked to list my personal (as in totally frivilous and funded by myself) travel the other day I noticed I had more than 20 trips outside Australia in the past five years alone. What can I say- travelling is addictive and I have an addictive personality. Anyway, we are blaming the baby.

5 comments:

jo_an said...

I know exactly what you mean!. I'm forever making up excuses because of my little one. It's almost like a 'get out of anything' card - I especially like to pull it out when there's some event coming up that I can't be bothered attending - "Oh sorry i can't make it - no babysitter!" he he he. great post by the way!. j

Coconut Girl said...

Haha ditto on blaming the bub. It's become 2nd nature to me after 3 kids :) That may be the only usefulness they have at the moment...until they grow up and start bringing in the dollars haha. Hope you're better. Keep up the Beethoven-like brilliant blogging and don't let a fever stop you :)

Teine Samoa said...

Ah my fellow mothers- good to know that you are feeling me! LOL! CG I plan to put my child to good use well before he becomes a doctor (I'm traditional in my expectations like that). There are chores that need doing!!! LOL!!!

Lani Wendt Young said...

Wholehearted agreement with this post. Except, my "baby" is three yrs old now...can I still blame my being fat on her? Pleeease?

Teine Samoa said...

Well Lani, I fully intend to blame the fat on the bub till he is 5, unless I am still fat when he is 15...in which case...he permanently wrecked my stomach muscles!