Speech Jitters

Today was rainy... woke up at 6am & couldn't fall asleep again. Then it started raining...... A LOT... Firstly I had to pick up Mary, the octogenarian from the neighbouring old age facility, then I had to haul 2 boxes of planned giving envelopes, and on top of that, my piano bag and my precious Yamaha Keyboard. By the time I reached the Church, the boxes and others were nice and dry but I was soaked! THere went my curls I had done in the morning. Anyway, right after the Entrance hymn, I started having gastric pains! Oh my... my face contorted everytime the wave of pains started. But the pain was temporarily overshadowed by the need to get up in front of the congregation to deliver the Finance Speech. It was nerve wrecking but it was enough to take my mind away from the pain!
Anyway, after coming home, I seeked the pain relieving, life-saving... at least for me... MILO... Yup, that did the trick. Always did.

Boxes of Crap Everywhere

Friends with babies have been kind. They will keep their diaper boxes for me. So you can imagine that I have towers of diaper boxes in the house right now. Weather's crap and unpredictable so I can't have the boxes stacked outside or in the garage. On a brighter note, I realise that somehow things I felt I needed, a month ago, doesn't seem to be so important anymore. I have given A LOT of stuff away the over last few days and there's more to give away today.

Slowly but surely

Managed to squeeze in 1 more hour of sleep, waking up at 6am, after sleeping at 9.30pm after CSI:LV. Not a holiday here in WA, so it's back to school for Caitlyn after 4 days of vegging out watching TV or playing with her Wii...


Bryan as usual, engrossed with his dinosaur play these days. Check out how he "plays" with his dino pals. He can be gruesome... at times... check out also the poor tiny dino being eaten. Bryan is able to name almost all the dinosaurs correctly... names too hard to pronounce, he just calls them "saurus".

Late to Bed, Early to Rise

I don't know why but I have not slept till past 5am eversince I went on leave. I think working permanent night shifts has somehow broken my body clock. Whatever time I go to bed at.... 8pm, 11pm, or midnight, I still would wake up at 5am.

See? Finally! I get to see the "sold" sign outside my front lawn. Talk only.... still no whif of the money yet, so we are still paying mortgage on it! Patience, my dear, patience.... I can't wait the day... albeit for a limited period of time.... we have no more mortgage to pay. Almost 6am now.. probably sneak into the kitchen to get something to eat. Leaving the house at 8.15am later to get to Church. Lots to thank the Big Guy upstairs.

PAcking and Packing

Dear Readers,
I will be taking some time off blogging... not so much going on a holiday but will packing up and moving to a rental house. I don't know when lines will be cut off but till then, it's blogging and packing for me. Bittersweet moment.......