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Surprise!

I’m a very hard person to surprise. Somehow, one way or another I tend to figure things out. No big deal, it just happens, The Hubby is used to it. If I see you often or am particularly close to you I will work it out.

So this last weekend he was home Late Friday to very early Wednesday, then we weren’t to see him for another 17 days. I had readied myself for a longer than usual time apart, but by Friday afternoon I was in a mood. I tweeted that it was another husbandless weekend & woe is me. I’m allowed.

So then he calls. He says it will be late before we talk because he was going to a movie with the VW Club. I already knew about this but because of the aforementioned mood I wasn’t happy. Then he (stupidly) asked what my plans were for the evening & I snapped at him.

Anyways I apologised later on & we planned to have a Skype to session at about 10pm.

So the night wore on & my brother said he would pop in at 10pm. I told him of our plans & he said he was still coming. At probably 10.10 he messaged saying he was on his way. At 10.20 I heard his car. He was on his phone as he opened the door so I wasn’t really paying attention. Then I looked up noticing he had brought someone with him.

Hubby was home!!

I was absolutely stunned. I may have bawled a little, or a lot. Whatevs.

So I have a bonus weekend with my man home and I am thrilled. Not only because he managed to surprise me for the first time, but also because he’s here. And I love him and everything is awesome.

Also to the smartie pants that said he was so get laid last night… Yes I heard about that & my only comment to that is WELL DUH!!

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Must. Keep. Blogging.

I want to blog. I just don’t seem to have the time. Or mental capacity. Or something.

There are things to talk about for sure. So much is going on at the moment, just can’t find the words to explain it all.

I need time. A commodity that seems to be scarce around here & will continue to be so once The Hubby leaves in a few weeks days. But then again, if I’m true to form & don’t sleep well whilst he is away then I’ll be blogging a whole lot more, probably just at a very late hour!

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I can’t hear you

Well, I can hear you, but a lot of people can’t.

Did you know that there are over 3,600* Deaf children in NSW alone? A lot right? A lot of them are in the Deaf Community & use Auslan (Australian Sign Language) to communicate.

I’d always been interested in sign language, for no other reason other than it looked like something fun to learn. So last year I decided to do something for myself & went to a sign language course at the local community college. Then I went to a second one a few months later. This year I started (and have almost completed) a Certificate II in Auslan. Next year it’s Cetificate III and onwards from there.

I’ve wanted to be a few things in my 35 years. A pilot. A photographer. A sport psychologist, forensic psychologist, clinical psychologist. A mum.

I took pilot’s lessons from my 16th birthday. I have professionally taken photos multiple times. I have two degrees in psychology. I have three munchkins. You could say that’s I’ve had all my wishes come true when you look at it like that.

This however I think is my thing. The thing that I will stick to & finish. The thing that is going to become who I am. I will be an Auslan Interpreter. Sure there is a crapload of hard work still to go & probably another five years of study, but I am looking forward to it.

I am like a woman obsessed though, not only with signing but with deaf history & deaf culture. It’s just so interesting.

I’m reading, reading, reading. Biographies from deaf people, studies on how deaf children learn, my Auslan dictionary… I am loving it so much.

The hardest part is trying to get signing practice in. My dad is doing this course with me, but getting together outside of TAFE time is proving difficult between the kids & his work. So instead I practice by teaching the kids. The Girl is such a sponge & she is loving learning to sign right along side me.

Maybe I need to start vlogging in Auslan!

 

*Deaf Children Australia, 2004