Relief.

I'm happy for Trouble. It went well.
:)

Two weeks.

It feels to me as if it's been a while since I wrote. I see Mannie has written a thrilling post about how she really likes jars. I see Calypso and Trouble currently in league. It pleases me to see another Castle-Dungeon connection. Maybe later, at Had a Dolly I'll write about Viola, my daughter, who was ambassador turned liberator all those years ago.
(Perhaps that was always the plan? Did she zaphod her brain?)

I'm feeling remarkably calm and content. I'm not really a 'content' person by nature. Last night we had visitors for dinner and good food was made for them. Tomorrow night it's another 'girls night out with Rose, Honey and Megan. Tonight Mannie and Trouble and Gray all watched the Bill together.

Gray asked me something. I just happenned to be there. Really I expect he was asking Trouble. "What's up with you?"

I told him that I didn't feel like I was really here.
I felt about 2 metres above my body, slightly to the right.
I suppose I should write this stuff in Had a Dolly which is where we're supposed to put all the 'sick, sick, sick' stuff. It didn't feel that bad though, just a bit far away.

It's been two weeks.
We've rested, worked on the block, organised stuff and planted a small garden. That's all good, I'm sure.
I just wish I felt a little more ~here~.
thea.

One week.

Days are numbered in Had a Dolly, but here I see 'one week' has been writ, and it is, almost, being a Friday and the end of a traditional working week. It won't be seven days until Sunday.

Then surely I will stop counting days and begin counting weeks. I suppose it is too much to hope for that I won't count weeks. I have four weeks leave owed to me (which I am taking currently) and I expect I'll count them all and then count the leave a over, and something else (panic?) beginning.

It's a glorious morning. A flock of black cockatoos have been wheeling in the skies. Yesteday we harvested the back alley's crop of apricots and they look beautiful in their green glass bowl on the table. Our house looks like home now with all our books and music and pictures.

Why change things just when they're going so well?

I really don't like having to learn new usernames and passwords.

:/