I had a great day at work yesterday, I love Friday’s as there is only three of us in the office, myself and the owners. Fridays are generally very quiet on the phone and email front, it is my catch up day, I got so much done yesterday I amazed myself, I guess that is why I am still only working part-time. I have 95 plus corporations now and I handle it in four days which is really annoying as I have been there almost two years and am still not full-time.
Last night I was pooped as I am most Friday nights. I am finding that by 8.30pm I am struggling to keep my eyes open so I usually hit the hay early. It must be a sign that old age is creeping up on me, or maybe it has crept up and overtaken me.
This morning I had my car serviced, two new tyres and $568 later it is like new, well as like new as it can be really, it is a nine-year old car. Next time will be around the $700 mark, a service, new shock absorbers and something else I can’t remember, the timing I think. Anyway I had better start saving, I put aside $25 a week for this type of thing, it is amazing how it adds up.
It is anything but quiet here this afternoon, Brian is snoring up a storm, a man can’t hear himself type. Not that I should complain, apparently that is just what I am like through the night but it doesn’t bother me a bit. 🙂
I have to confess I just woke up from a siesta of my own and realised I had to make an Apple Crumble for dessert tonight. We are going to son Number 2 Ryan’s for tea and I said I would bring dessert. Apple filling is done, I just have to make the topping ready for the oven when we get there. I am looking forward to seeing them tonight, aside from the fact that any day that I see one of my sons is a good day, I have not seen my grandson Cody for a few weeks so I am overdue for a Cody hug.
I had an interesting phone call this morning from Miss Two, my grand-daughter Calais. I could not understand much of what she said but she was obviously happy to be having a chat with Papa bless her. She waffled on for about five minutes and gave me a good chuckle, I love that little girl so much.
This afternoon I met son Number 3 Blake for a quiet father and son lunch at the Midway Tavern. We both had the “Roast of the day” which was not too bad, a couple of drinks, and a good long chat. I just wanted a little Dad time before Blake leaves for Alice Springs in a few days time. Bloody hell I miss him already, he is the first to move away, and hopefully the last. Number 4 Wade did try living in Darwin a few years ago but he was very young and it did not last long. I cried when Wade left and I will cry when Blake leaves, what a sook.
This morning we had our house and yard inspected for termites, great news, the house is termite free, bad news, live termites in both the front and back yards. Next step is a chemical treatment. No use complaining about it, this is all part of owning a house, if we do not maintain it we can not expect top dollar when it comes time to sell it.
The next thing is that we have to get rid of the wooden front steps and replace them with concrete, this was recommended by the termite contractor, there is some wood rot to repair in the gables, the pergola timbers are completely rotten and need to be replaced, and the concrete paths around the house have dropped in places. The big problem with the paths is they have dropped towards the house which means the rain runs under the house. Anyone remember the movie “The Money Pit”, it’s not that bad but it could be if we don’t do some repairs now.
On the plus side I am loving this cooler weather. Goodbye Summer, don’t hurry back.
Brian had a lovely idea this morning, he suggested we drive to Tanunda for lunch and browse the antique stores, I was all for the idea. Watching him move around the house I started to have reservations as he was obviously not having a “good back” day, and I asked him a couple of times if he was sure, stubborn as usual he insisted he was fine. We made it to Munno Para, now he is sleeping. Maybe next weekend. The day has not been a total waste, at least I now have time to do the washing……Lucky me!
Fingers crossed I may have found my pigeon loft, there is a guy not far away that is selling all of his racing pigeons and paraphernalia, and while I was too late to buy his hampers and timing clock, I just might get his loft and perches. He suggested I call back next weekend as he is yet to sell all of his pigeons, you never know I might get some of them as well, but first they need somewhere to live.
None of my favourite shows are on television tonight, no My Kitchen Rules, no Downton Abbey, whatever is a guy to watch?
Time to sign off, I just has a call from Number One son Kane and he is about to pop around with his wife and children, and Number Two son Ryan is coming with his family as well. I said the day was not a total loss. 🙂
Last night Brian and I went to do our weekly grocery shopping at Coles Elizabeth, it is a nice store with wide aisles, and being a Friday night it was not particularly busy. One of my pet hates in supermarkets is trying to find a checkout to go through that is not displaying that horrid sign, “This checkout is closed”, I think why not do just one more, how long would it take. Last night I found something I dislike even more, Coles management in their infinite wisdom have decided to do away with these signs, yay you might say, but no what do they do instead, with the checkout person putting through someone else’s shopping they just tell you they are closed and you must find another checkout. Now while there was no excuse for the four letter expletives one old lady sprayed at the poor checkout person, but really, what a ridiculous decision. How can Coles management think this is a good idea.
My beloved Adelaide Crows, what has happened to you, three games for the season and three losses, today was dismal to say the least. I know there are still a lot of games to go but really guys you have to extract the digit, try kicking rather than hand balling, it will not take too long and the season will get away from you. The fans thought last year was bad but this one could be worse. Come on boys, show some pride.
It is unfortunate that the northern suburbs of Adelaide have such a negative stigma about them, many of the inhabitants being referred to as feral. There are good and bad parts of every suburb, and as a new resident in the area I certainly am not feral, however driving around my local streets one could be forgiven for thinking we are all feral. Brian and I have just moved from the western suburbs, clean streets where people take pride in their surroundings, unfortunately that is not the case where we currently reside. Drive around the streets and you will see rubbish strewn all over, even the shopping centre car parks are disgusting. Take some pride people, take your rubbish home and put it in the bin, stop throwing it out your car window.
Number one son Kane came around this morning and put up some vertical blinds for us, they look great thank you son, another job well done. Before Kane left I asked him to help me move the dining room table as Brian cannot help due to his back problem, blow me down when we moved it two of the legs fell off, the look on Kane’s face was priceless. Needless to say he stuck around a bit longer and we again have a very sturdy table.
Like most of Australia my heart goes out to Alex McKinnon, the young rugby league player who is now a quadriplegic after a tackle by three other players last weekend. I do not confess to understanding this game, to me it is a nonsense game, but I do not belive that Jordan McLean should be the only player to be penalised, their were two others with him. I do believe that three-man lift and tackles should be banned, period.
That was a nice Papa nap, nearly three hours. It is not often I feel like an afternoon siesta but today was the exception, now I am refreshed but I have achieved nothing.
There was an interesting article on television yesterday about miscarriages, it is surprising just how common they are. This article went on to question why miscarriage is not talked about, it is a taboo subject. What an absolute load of hooey, any subject is only taboo if you let it be.
Many years ago my ex-wife had a miscarriage, as you know I have four healthy sons, this miscarriage happened to be the only daughter my ex-wife conceived. I believed then as I do now that miscarriages are nature’s way, had our daughter been born she may not have survived, or her life could have been very difficult. I am not about to say that I felt the grief of losing this baby any more than my ex-wife did, in fact I recovered quicker, probably because I was not the one carrying her. To this day I have not forgotten that sad day, and I know that it still haunts my ex-wife. Anyway the moral of my story is that we talked about it, and we still do, as I said it is only by silence that you make any topic taboo.
There was a very inspirational story on A Current Affair on Monday night, I do not usually watch this show as I think it is a load of tripe, but not this article. It was about the Lawrence brothers, three young men who recently lost their mother to cancer, whose father had already passed some years previously, with the youngest brother fighting his own cancer battle. The eldest of the three brothers has taken on the role of guardian of his younger siblings, is studying to be a teacher, and volunteers with the disabled. What a marvellous boy, he obviously had excellent parents who would both be very proud.
A Current Affair started a fund raiser to help these boys to which Brian and I made a modest contribution. The amount of money raised for these boys in just 24 hours was phenomenal and I encourage anyone out there to do their bit. These boys are now mortgage free and have their groceries paid for a year, but all that is nothing when compared with their emotional trauma. Truly a feel good story.
Poor Brian is still in agony, he has hardly any relief from this crippling back pain. This is my second time down this road as my ex-wife also had multiple back operations and I looked after the family with little help. I have said it before, but when you watch someone who you love go through pain like he does it is very distressing, but you know what they say about every cloud. His condition is not life threatening so things could be much worse, but it is still difficult to watch, and even those close to him do not see what I do, they have no real comprehension of what he is going through. Brian does not ask for much, just a little compassion and understanding.
On a brighter note I had my eyes checked today and I do not have to go back for another two years. Very happy.