I would like to talk today about my family… I don’t have what you’d call a traditional family structure.
I mean, there’s my Mum, and there’s my Dad, and they have three kids together – obviously the best one is me.
And some of those kids? And my brothers? They have girlfriends and boyfriends. And of course we can’t forget the extended families, because with what is effectively three sets of parents, have 12 parents, untold numbers of siblings, and cousins and… Well, that’s just a very complicated thing to draw, let alone remember names for.
I’m going to go ahead and stop drawing this out, because I’ve run out of room, and because it is far too complicated for me tonight, considering I have this persistent headache that has been chipping away at my sanity since Tuesday night.
Anyway. The POINT of all of this is that my family… All of it… Is actually on remarkably good terms with… Everyone involved. When my parental unit separated in to two distinct separate units they did so in a way that means they can still spend time in a room together without throwing plates. Or knives.
It’s nice for us kids because it means that we can go to a BBQ at Mum’s place, with Dad, and Dad’s partner, and her kids, and while we’re there’ Mum’s partners kids and ex wife might show up, and that’s fine too.
It does, however make for a lot of people to organise when one of my brothers (Ryan… Um the one in the middle) decides he’s going to triumphantly return home from England girlfriend in tow… His girlfriend called Shannon. Which, if you’re playing along from home: That’s my name too!! Originally I told her she’d have to change it, but surprisingly she didn’t go for that. Instead we’re just going to figure out another system.
This triumphant return has sparked many emails about road tripping, and journeying around the many domiciles of the Leaf Probably family.
It has also caused me – in particular – a LOT of confusion about exactly where I’m supposed to be when, and with whom.
Basically, my large family is apparently in need of a secretary to issue us all with individual itineraries!!
And och, my head is killing me. I think I might be coming down with the plague. Or terminal confusion.