Cos thats the day the cleaner comes. I get out of bed and race around putting away all those things I have taken out over the week, and never returned to their usual place. (I think I will come back as a man in my next life, he,he.) On my way home from work I visit the cleaner to pay her for her work, and catch up over a coffee. Then I venture home to a house that looks lovely and clean and tidy.
If only I could bottle this up - I am sure it would sell well. lol. Why oh why can't it stay this way all the time. Probably because I am a crafty person (and messy). I enjoy creating and sharing those creations with others. Nothing gives me as much pleasure as the appreciation of my craft. I also like to inspire others with the joy of craft. No wonder I work in a job where I can share my craft ideas with others less fortunate than most. I am also into collecting all bits of bric a brac and enjoy looking at opportunity shops where I collect all sorts of bits and pieces for whomever I think will appreciate it. Lucky them I can hear you say, but I do think they appreciate me sometimes. Unfortunately living in a large house with no children at home has its bad points. There is too much space to put these collections. I think it is about time for me to clear some of this stuff out.
Anyway enough about me. Tune in again soon for more about me and my exploits.
Well the day started up a very cool one with a good frost on the car that needed to be washed off before I headed to town. I headed off on my 43 km journey to work and a few blocks from work I (literally) banged into another vehicle that had stopped to turn into another street. Luckily no one was seriously hurt, but bruising and whiplash are not to be sneezed at. Everyone involved was really nice and after the initial shock the other driver was very nice. She had two children in her car and one suffered whiplash. I have since heard from her and they are doing okay. Truly a lovely person who went out of her way to see how I was. Needless to say my pride has been dented a bit. the afternoon has been a quiet one spent with a cold pack on my chest to help bring out the bruising. It was a horrible feeling hitting a car that contained kids and even if they weren't in it I am sure I would have still have felt just the same. And as for getting into another vehicle. Well that was quite scary. Luckily we have a second vehicle that I will be able to use for work. I hope this never happens to me again. With the mileage I travel frequently, I can only marvel that I have been soo lucky. Definitely time to say thanks. I am alive shaken, but well.
They were barely six weeks old but are growing quite quickly with love and care. They are getting to be little ratbags now. I have named them gypsy and wanda. Last night I went to put them outside and found them happily ensconced in among my scrapbooking basket. I think they may have been saying what's up mum? I am a lover of cats and have always had them in my life. Although I was not looking to add to the three I already had, it is not easy to find homes for them at the moment, and I am trying really hard, lol. On monday my day off from work, they did not greet me at the back door and I have to say I was getting really worried about them, but they had obviously gone outside exploring and returned at lunch time when their playmate, Our fox terrior pup Amba, turned up. Needless to say they were very hungry kitties. don't you just love them.
