Under 11's Manager
I'll never have time to blog again, I'm now the Under 11's manager for the Doha Rugby Football Club. No idea of the f****ng rules, what I'm actually supposed to be doing, but it involves a lot of admin and washing of rugby shirts. I'm Bridget Jones, but a year older, without Mark Darcy but plus a job that causes me a huge amount of headaches, worry and more recently, cold sores (ten in the last month to be precise). I'm caught up in a whirlwind of rugby (Saturday and Sunday), Science club (Monday), Swimming practice (Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday morning at 6.30 am, yes sixfeckingthirty-ay-em), Robotics (Wednesday) and I've forgotten the rest, my Iphone calendar is full of pings, all relating to my ten year old!
We have a tournament coming up on the 22nd October, the day before I turn fortybloomingfour!! I have two lots of guests coming in the next few weeks, both fab, can't wait to see them, but I'll be cream crackered by November. I've 26 holiday days to take before the end of the year, the reason I haven't taken them is because I'm too busy, but now I've been told to so I'm going to try. Response from head office is 'are you sure you can be missed' ..... erm no, that's why I have so many days left in the first place....ahhh erm!
Well, I'd best get on, my ten year old wants crab stick and mayo wraps for school and doesn't trust the nanny to get them right and I've a tonne of paperwork to do for the Under 11's - I was sitting there tonight, scoffing a slightly soft, last week's apple, new Versace specs on, trying to catch up on both work and rugger admin, watching the other smug, gin drinking, non working mum's laugh and catch up on each others leisurely weekends full of brunches, manicures and laugh galore and I wonder WTF I'm running around like a headless chicken for.
Get your shi* together woman!
We have a tournament coming up on the 22nd October, the day before I turn fortybloomingfour!! I have two lots of guests coming in the next few weeks, both fab, can't wait to see them, but I'll be cream crackered by November. I've 26 holiday days to take before the end of the year, the reason I haven't taken them is because I'm too busy, but now I've been told to so I'm going to try. Response from head office is 'are you sure you can be missed' ..... erm no, that's why I have so many days left in the first place....ahhh erm!
Well, I'd best get on, my ten year old wants crab stick and mayo wraps for school and doesn't trust the nanny to get them right and I've a tonne of paperwork to do for the Under 11's - I was sitting there tonight, scoffing a slightly soft, last week's apple, new Versace specs on, trying to catch up on both work and rugger admin, watching the other smug, gin drinking, non working mum's laugh and catch up on each others leisurely weekends full of brunches, manicures and laugh galore and I wonder WTF I'm running around like a headless chicken for.
Get your shi* together woman!
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