Is sleeping in until 5am after six weeks of alarm clocks that go off at 0420… if not before.
Is having an ensuite to your room so there’s no more laying in bed debating how close to bursting you really are and is it really worth putting on thongs and going outside and walking the 100metres to the loo…As that really does entail waking up fully and ……
See – Concrete!
Is not having to wear my shirt tucked in and my sleeves rolled down and a hardhat every time I step out of my office.
Is having internet for longer than 5 minutes a day. Granted it’s Wireless and so slower than a wet Sunday but there is much to be said for sitting in the doorway to my little house and watching TV and dogpaddling the Internet. (And on that topic – Mr Rudd, broadband access is not an election selling point)
Is air-conditioning in the Northern Territory.
The CAT Man was here today and brought goodies. Note to any company – corporate goodies are always appreciated. Hence why I have ProtectorAlsafe notepads, Extraman stubby cooler…
Here at Shiny Rocks, amongst the grey clouds and red dust
and frantically writing policies with a computer that crashes every 20 minutes.
And – just to make things funny, we’re having an argument over what is the ACTUAL name of the company … This is due to a number of reasons including divorce, sales and pigheadness of at least 3 people.
And no, Mother_figure, not me.
Casting a slight shadow over the Bliss was:
This rock (shown next to my freshly oiled somewhat scratched Blundstone Safety boot for scale.)
The rock fell off a dump truck and knocked a serviceman on the noggin. Fortunately he was wearing a safety helmet but he has got a sore neck. And because he is tough.. he wont go to the Doctors. He is equal and reactive, remembered my name after not having seen me for six weeks (which is better than most people) and seemed to have a fair vocabulary to use, so short of hog-tying him and throwing him in the back of a Landcruiser.. Not much to do.
On the way back from checking him out… I spied some lurkers in the bushes.
Do you remember our Brahmin girl of a couple of months ago?
They’ve multiplied! Little Brahmins .. Brahmites? have gorgeous eyes…. somewhat dopey ears.. but gorgeous eyes.
And to the little one hiding behind the tree – I can see you.
Still no crochet – we have to wait until tomorrow for that.. L
Love to you all… from the one suffering from withdrawal symptoms…