It’s Sunday….right?

Yep, I guess it is Sunday, it’s a lovely day although there is a thunderstorm quite close by. The sun is out and so is the washing, depending on the amount of rain we get today is directionally proportional to the posibility of starting the lawnmower.

Child one went out and about last night (21st party I think), child two had a couple of mates over last night (I slept through it) and child three is rekindling his artistic side today, fairly calm day I expect.

Last night my dream included the new (and stupid) bread slicer we got at work, really we swapt a slicer we knew how to cope with to a posessed item of machinery that we just can not ‘click’ with. That was putting it mildly. Sure it takes up less room but we are finding it a little hard to deal with, in particular when we request it to perform its designed task. Anyway, in the dream we wheeled it out to the backdock and tipped it over the edge, thats not the strange part (as I can imagin that happening), but other team members were actually assisting me. wow. Maybe it was the thought of being involved with one of  ‘Jan’s’ crazy but passable (How does she get away with that?) events or the thought of me actually having someone listen to me when seeking assistance… Who knows, it was a dream after all.

Wind and rain about to pick up, I have retrieved the washing from the line… before rain started yay….. will endevour to find the iron and fix the board to sit comfotably whist I iron my uniforms.

Must go clean something, I just heard that my brother may call in today and the house looks exactly the same as when he last visited. sheeesh. I hate housework.

Yay…..