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YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY - I finally plucked up the courage and asked my boss if he'd consider employing me on a half day basis. His reply was "why" at which point I felt tears starting to prickle my eyes, like a real girl. I was so cross with myself over that. I mean seriously, hey, why cry? Who knows? I'm just a twit. It also made me realise that these anti-depressants just don't seem to be their job very well yet. Anyway, once I'd pulled myself together, I explained that I'd been offered another job, but that it would mean working in town and, that although the salary was considerably higher then what I'm earning at the moment, I do enjoy my job and I do like the people I work with. I just get a bit bored from time to time and I'd really like to spend more time with Jake. Honestly, before I know it, he's going to be all grown up and I'm going to have missed half of it. At least this way, I'll work till 8 - 1 and have the whole afternoon to spoil him with. I'm so excited about it and I'm so relieved that I'm going to have more time on my hands. And that Jake & I can do things together when I get home at lunch time! Whooooo-hooooooooo! When I told my mom, she asked whether it meant that Jake & I would be moving out into our own home now. I'm not. I'm waiting for my sign that the time's right and now's just not it. I've said for a while now, that when my tenant hands in notice, that'll my signal that it's my time to move in.

We've got quite a busy weekend ahead - tonight we're definitely going out for supper to celebrate my "new" job; tomorrow morning Jake's got a party, from 11-1, then I've got a baby shower from 2 -4 and then a braai (BBQ) at the outlaws from 5 onwards. We've got a friend here from the UK. Thankfully, no plans for Sunday!

Oh, speaking of the outlaws, Jake vomited at swimming again yesterday. He's so happy in the pool, but he panics the minute he's got to dive in. And I could see him stressing, then trying to make himself sick. It was awful. Anyway, I tried to let him know that I was disappointed that he hadn't tried his best, and I let him know that I didn't approve of his vomiting. Especially since I saw this time that he hadn't swallowed water, but was using it as an excuse. He didn't get a sweet from his teacher at the end of the lesson, becuase he'd been sick and hadn't listened to her during the class (he wouldn't jump in). In the car on the way home, I was chatting about the day and it dawned on me that he knows that his dad drowned whilst diving. When I asked why he was so scared of diving in, he kept telling me he was going to drown. From what he was saying, he's been told something along the lines of "you won't drown like your daddy did". Grrrr... After lots of reassuring, he tells me that he'll do better next time. Fingers crossed...

On Joanne & Paul's wedding, it's just 3 weeks to go tomorrow. The lady doing the bridesmaids dresses hasn't started, although when I phoned to ask her how far she was on Tuesday evening, she said she'd call us for a fitting either today or tomorrow. I can't wait to get it done. My mom went to see Jo's dress on Wednesday and says it's absolutely gorgeous and that she looks like a fairy - I can't wait to see it either. Jo & I are going through to the venue (Harbour House - www.harbourhouse.co.za) on Wednesday to finalise plans with them. I've never eaten there, so we'll probably get some dinner while we're there - I'm looking forward to sharing that with her too. We've still got quite a lot to organise, but most of it's last minute stuff. I'm hoping to take Jake for a suit fitting either this evening after work or tomorrow morning. So much to think about. At least the kitchen tea's done!!

Hope everyone else has a great weekend. I think on Sunday, I'm going to have to spend some time in the pool with Jake to try get his confidence up again. He was doing so well.

Lots of love, Sue xxx