Ok, so I have to eat some words.

Soo. it's been a while.
You all remember when I poked gentle fun at my husband a few entries ago? About the cow. Well that was a bad move. I have managed to replicate this feat. It was traumatic and dark and we are lucky the repairers didn't write off the poor old Effie. Sure sent me into a tailspin for a while but life marches on and I couldn't very well sit in a cupboard for the rest of my life. I still feel sick thinking of it. So on to the present.

Am back in Mackay under cloudy skies which for once, I don't resent. Am currently weathering a bout of nasty flu which sent me to bed for 3 days. Floors are being sanded at present. By me. I had to let the very very expensive but likeable painters go. Which leaves me with a lot of work, when I start to look around. Oh, well, work never killed anyone. I have been lucky enough to secure the services of a painter for a few hours over the weekend. I hope he doesn't have the same work ethic as Bruce.

So, now I've dipped my toes back into blogging am sure there will be regular updates from here on in...

Better jet, there is a sander waiting patiently for me at 227.

Plumbing certification is complete and I just have to pick up the paperwork. Yay...