We're still in the throes of moving - so hard - had seedEnergy's Christmas dinner at Beechwood, outside in the shelter shed area away from the wind - but by dessert time it was too cold so we ate Di's plum pudding upstairs in the Lookout Room where we could watch the birds and see pelicans fishing.
Saturday night was Daisy's boyfriend ChrisB's 21st birthday party in Mount Gambier Old Gaol and on Sunday we had our annual Bubbles and Bagels party, the 22nd one, with good weather and just as successful as its predecessors.
All was overshadowed by finding our cat Willow, barely able to walk and floppy. David instantly diagnosed snake bite which the vet later confirmed with a blood test so she was given antivenom and put on a drip to wash the venom through her system. Three days later she is still in hospital and we are missing her.
Dragging out the moving has been a mistake.
If there's ever a next time I'll just walk away and let the professionals do it.
Our freezer is still at Foote Street, the iron and ironing board (not that I really want them), sewing materials, half a shed of tools and STUFF and strangely my big mixing bowls have gone AWOL.
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| Let me out of here! |
Dragging out the moving has been a mistake.
If there's ever a next time I'll just walk away and let the professionals do it.
Our freezer is still at Foote Street, the iron and ironing board (not that I really want them), sewing materials, half a shed of tools and STUFF and strangely my big mixing bowls have gone AWOL.
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