I have started to realise that I can do the unimaginable when I have no choice.
Today I spent an hour cleaning dirt and grit caked blinds. Why? Well, I was bored, and having mopped the house and bathed the dog yesterday, I decided to tackle the blinds today.
I've also run out of paperbacks to read. The most recent one I completed reading is "Old Dogs". It's a really funny tale about several different groups of people attempting a heist and unwittingly getting into each other's way. I bought it on the cheap for AUD4.50, and I found 4 mistakes in it.
In spite of my aversion to touching raw meat, I've had little choice but to scale and cook salmon and oats. How I miss my mummy! And despite having pounded the large traditional oats into smaller pieces, my porridge never quite turns out the same as Mummy's.
It's funny isn't it - how girls grow into women but still call their parents 'Daddy and Mummy', whereas most boys grow into men and change that to 'Dad and Mum', if not the occasional grunt.
If you're wondering why I don't just take the car out and go shopping, that's because today the hubs has the car. Funny thing is, he's onsite today and parked the car at his boss'. Ah well, I don't need the hassle of parking today.
