The kids are with AH tonight.
I rang to say goodnight...which is normal.
The kids (Usually E) go through the "you wanna speak to mum/dad?" thing.
Which USUALLY results in a "No, not tonight"
Except tonight he said "yes"
Apparently J is playing for the under 10's as well as the under 9's.
He has only just progressed to the under 9's from Auskick. He did Auskick last year but was asked to play for the Under 9's as well. Which he did brilliantly!!
The season only started last weekend. He played for the under 9's. Did OK. Then the Under 10's were short players so he played with them also. Did BRILLIANTLY!!! So they have asked him back.
He is 7!
So now he is playing for BOTH! OFFICIALLY!
So AH informs me that I will need to take him to Hornsby then Baulkham Hills...a big trek...I stutter a little...(I have them this Sunday am...I agreed to Footy but not 2 lots....but J LURVES it so I can't say no)....Anyway AH goes on to say that he will take him to the 2nd match, he has taken on some role in the club yadayada so will be there anyway.
So ME.WITHOUT.THINKING. says
"Oh why don't we all just go in the same car"
Then I cringed....
FUCK! WHAT! DID! I! JUST! SAY!
So now...we are all going to footy in the same car! HIS CAR!
HE will pick us up and head from there!
ARGGHHHH! What have I done!
I have to sit in a car with him!
We only just got to "being cordial" at swap-overs... We don't do conversation! The SILENCE WILL BE DEADLY! WITH THE KIDS IN THE BACK!
FUCK! FUCK! AND MORE FUCK!
AND FUCK! SOME MORE!!!!
WHAT! WAS! I! THINKING!
Truth be told...I wasn't...I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell..... :-(
Try the title or this one....gawd I loved "The Panel"