Day was okay, don't remember much about it. Obviously nothing significant happened.
Was a good day -- Darren's first back at work and I got lots done at home. Felt pretty good about it, all in all. Even handled getting Darren and feeding time at the Zoo.
Rent is to go up another $15 per week on 1 July. Bit miffed and Darren says we'll have to move now. I don't want to... I talked about it before but wasn't really serious... I like it here. I've just gotten used to it.
Got upset trying to figure out what to do about this whole thing. Decided I'd write a letter directly to the landlord and ask him if we could have a bit of leniency until later in the year.
Also decided teaching is still my best option for the kids with school holidays etc.
Darren is so bloody inflexible! I can't imagine work is being difficult about his start and finish times. He's being a pain in the bloody bum and its pissing me off. I'm angry and hurt and upset: "why doesn't he get how hard it is for me to get the kids organised to go in the afternoon to get him?" Its bad enough we're doing this three days a week without upsetting the kids routines so much. They haven't had a decent dinner all week. Now I've got to figure out how to feed them something decent tonight and get to his work to pick him up. I think he'll just have to wait tonight. I can't be bothered busting a gut to keep everyone happy.