Wow! What a fantastically philosophical title for such a boring post.
We are still packing and waiting to move and packing and waiting and packing and packing and packing and... what was I saying?
Even though we are still a couple of weeks away from moving to 'The Farm' (working title), the property has to be prepared for a horse, which means building fences so the horse does not escape and run off with the outback alien kangaroos.
So this weekend I spent building a front fence out of pine posts. Well, I held the spirit level while Stuart did everything else, but we don't need to get into semantics.
What else happened this week? Oh yes! I had the most terrible cold and/or flu and had to dress as a leprechaun for an all-day team building function at work.
Yeah, it was just as thrilling for me as it sounds.
Who got a visit from the easter bunny?