Happy VD, one and all! Today is 2 years (-3 days) since the Absent Husband went home to his mother.

Its a funny thing, but like "they" say, what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. This is true.
Last week I had no lights in the house (but I did have power to appliances, so could cook in the semi light of lamps and candles) a flat tyre in some torrential rain (hey I was dry in the car, and the youngest son's socks got finished), and frankly I forget what else. It was a crumby week.

But today the sun is sort of shining, the youngest son is almost at the end of his first week of TAFE, which is an improvement on last year (where he did not do much for the whole year) and work has been pretty smooth running - not too many crazy people - which when you consider I work in a psychiatry practice is pretty good.

Onward to the weekend, and hopefully Saturday in Bowral to see the English/Aussie girl's playing for the Ashes.

(Best of all, the next installment of the Ewe Give Me the Knits fibre club (top paddock blends) is due this week, all eyes out for the postie!!!)

posted by gemma @ 2:16 pm