Tiiiimmmmmmbbbbbbberrrrrrrrr

So I had sent myself up for a nice afternoon in bed doing soduku puzzles. and there was a 'shit' explanation from out side, followed by a large thumping noise. I quickly jumped up and went out side to find Neil at the top of a ladder with a bit of tin in hand at the top of a ladder. The garage wall was lying on the ground in next doors back yard. Opps. That was not how it was supposed to work. Oh well.

We then spent the rest of the day picking up bricks. We had Scott and the neighbour helping. Now completely stuffed!!

Shiny Car

Look, it's back and all shiny!

Retail Therapy

I have been very miserable at work recently. I have had enough of coming to work, only to sit at my desk, cursing the web and trying to look busy til such time as I think it is ok for me to be seen leaving. It is depressing and I have also decided it is very bad for my self esteem.
I tried to make a 'point' about it last Thursday, by just not coming in and not ringing or anything, but the computers turned out to be down for most of the day, and people just assumed I wasn't the cos of that. Bugger.
Anyway, today was much the same, except I read a really sad blog post about someone's Scottie that had died and it made me sadder than I was. In the end I just HAD to leave (this was at about 3pm). So I wondered down to Melbourne Central, to go to Borders and buy a Trinny and Susannah book, then look at cloths.
I actually had a successful shopping trip. I tend to find that unless I have a reasonable success in the first shop, I don't tend to have a good time. Equally, if the first shop is a disaster, the whole trip is doomed.
The first stop (after Borders) was Suassan. This is not a shop I would normally go in, cos the cloths are normally a bit 'fashionable'. But they were having a sale, so I thought 'What the Hell'. I found a nice jacket, it was $139, reduced to $109, I tried it on, it was ok. I um-ed and arr-ed and decided to buy it anyway. The lady at the counter made some comment I didn't hear about it being reduced a bit further. It turned out it was going to cost $31 Oh My God!!!! A whole jacket for $31! WoW! YaY!

With this great success under my belt I ventured into dome other shops. Nothing really leapt out, although a lot of shops were having sales, which was nice. I decided to venture into Jacqui-e. This was a shop I used to quite like, then it went yukky for a while and I stopped going there. It seems to have gone nice again cos I accidentally bought a 3 piece suit and a dress. It did help that the lady who was helping me was really nice, wearing the skirt a bought and a huge fan of the pants too. The jacket and skirt of the suit and the dress were also on sale. Gotta love that, so the whole lot only cost <$350!
The upshot of all this retail therapy was that I feel a heap better. However, I really must put in a whole load of effort to solving the underlying problems, cos I can't afford to do this every week!

Shape

I watched this show a few weeks ago, by Trinny and Susannah. It was great. I am hoping to go shopping and put the 'rules' into practice. I recon I am a Vase

Dog in back of car

So, I have to tell you about the dog I saw in the back of a car on my
ride home from work. It was a small black dog, with a tiny dot of
white on it's chest. It was very dark in the back of the car and for
ages I didn't even realise it was there. When I finally did notice
it, I, of course, waved at it. At this stage the poor thing went
spastic barking at me. The poor people on the car!!!! It was so
sincere, barking away, for ages. I mean it wasn't like I was following
them on purpose!

Sent from my spiffy new iPhone

Wobbolie

A small native Australian marsupial. It looks a lot like a Kangaroo. If fact is is completely acceptable (for me anyway) to refer to a Kangaroo using this word. They are usually grey, always cute (except when dead by the side of the road) and look even cuter when it is raining just a tiny bit and the drops get stuck on their fur.

Pain - the update

So, after a conversation with Nurse-on-call (a really great service if you ever have the need to use it), the actual doctor (not so worth while, only go if you need a medical certificate) and cursing the web, it looks like most of the symptoms I have always associated with the pain are all to do with Hyperventilation Syndrome and anxiety or 'panic attack'.

This is:

• a bit of a worry
  
• a huge relief
  
• understandable
  
• interesting

So next time the pain comes, we'll have to see how I cope. Go on pain, I dare you! I've got you all figured out now and I not going to let you mess with me again! HA!