...is there anyone still there?
I'm still here, just brain-dead. I don't know why it seems like such a difficult thing to blog these days, but somehow I can always find something else to do. That may of course be because there always is something else to do.
First, The Thesis is nearing completion. But that means that it's kind of taken over my brain. I keep thinking about it. And when you have a job that also demands a fairly active brain engagement, there's not much room for other coherent thought. Most evenings it's all I can do to knit on a plain garment.
Second, I've been away in New Zealand for a week. There were two graduations to attend, my daughter's BAHons and my son-in-law's PhD. And there were, of course, granddaughters to spend time with, and kittens to avoid standing on. Sandra, at the same time, was at a conference in Banff.
Third, we are selling the house that used to be Sandra's - those who've been reading along here for more than three years will be familiar with it. The tenants left, and we decided that it was time. If you're in the market for a house in the Inner West of Sydney you'll have to be quick: it's being auctioned on Saturday 26 May. It's undergone a transformation - what's known in the trade as a 'mini-makeover' - which doesn't mean it came at a mini price - and it is full of hotel-style hired furniture. Which is, apparently, what buyers want in this area, this price bracket, this month... . So we are hoping that it will be sold at auction or soon after. Wish us luck, please.
Fourth, Sandra's mum is having a bad time with health things and that is taking a lot of energy. She will be 91 this year, and still is still living on her own in a retirement village. However, she's fallen twice (both times because of undiagnosed or mistreated issues with her heart), slashing her leg and cracking a bone the first time, and is presently nursing a broken arm from the second event. Sadly, although she is quite safe and capable of looking after her own daily needs, she has lost her ability to problem-solve and thus externalises every tiny thing, usually in a dramatic phone call.
That's enough for now. I may be back soon. It's not that I want to give up blogging, but it just seems all a bit much at the moment.