Granny is counting down the hours.

Hello All.

What has happened to me?
I have become a part-time blogger.
This is so not me.
And this is going to be a short post too.
It is nine o’clock and I haven’t packed yet.
I haven’t done my nails.
In fact, I haven’t accomplished much of anything.

Tomorrow we head off to our Spa weekend.
And I can’t wait.
It has been a dreadful week at work.
I really am counting the days to leaving now.
And I have always loved my job.
Now I am starting  to hate it.

It is not the job.
I have no problem with that.
But certain things have happened.
Things I find unethical.
I have a feeling I might just go out with a bang.
Guess that is better than a whimper.

Yesterday was a holiday.
I spent most of the day packing bits of glass and crystal.
And wondering why I was doing it.
Then,just as I was going to take Jasmine to the beach, a friend arrived.
Armed with a bottle of good wine.
Which was empty when she left.
It was a good visit.

Also, my son came around to install a stove for the new owner.
And put ours in the garage.
I mentioned that we were now using the beautiful double bed.
Yesterday, I gave it to my son.
And we hauled the king size bed back in.
And we both had a great night’s sleep.
Even if we did have to sms each other to say goodnight!
There is nothing to beat plenty of space.

Mex had a cancerous thingy cut out of his chest on Monday.
Fortunately, not a spreading type of cancer.
But it is a beaut of a cut.
It was done under local so Mex took himself along.
Though I DID offer.
He is either very brave or very stubborn.
Wait…we are talking about the man who is terrified of geckos.
And little frogs.
And spiders.
And we won’t even mention snakes.
So…he must be stubborn.
I would have insisted on being taken.
I would have asked for a wheelchair.
I would have milked it for all it was worth!

So now I am off to throw a few things in a bag.
Pack my camera.
So I can share the experience with all of you.
Watch this space.