WASN'T "UP OUR SLEEVE!"

Anonymous9:32 PM

Christ Chris, you tell us one thing, get our sympathy, then tell us something else! You had this house up your sleeve all the time. You just wanted our sympathy. Well you got it. Satisfied? Be truthfull to your blog followers. Without us, you wouldnt have a blog and your life would be boring, like everyone elses. Grow a pair and be honest.
Jane Moore, Belfast.

ANON from yesterday (Jane, yeah right):  the house we signed up yesterday wasn't our '3rd choice' that we had 'up our sleeve'.  

As we missed out on the two homes we really wanted, but lost at auction, we had to reconsider our options.

We had to re-visit some homes we had previously discounted.  We realise that we will have to make some more compromises to get the house that is the best option, at this time, for us.

None of this was to 'get your sympathy'.

 It is just me sharing what happens in our life, including the ups and downs.  My blog is an online record of my/our life.  I did not set out to garner readers/opinions from the general public.  My blog has just grown an 'audience' all on it's own.

And contrary to your opinion, I would still have a blog, with readers, OR NONE.  

We don't need your sort of negativity thanks. Go and read someone else's blog.

Now, just to muddy the waters some more... there is a fair likelihood that the house we signed up yesterday will fail the builders inspection, due to it's method of construction and architectural aspects.  We were told this last night by our VERY QUALIFIED builder friend,  who is going to do the 'proper' building inspection on Saturday.

So, we may yet be back at square one, and if that happens we will roll with it, and look some more.  NO sympathy needed.  *smiles*

NEXT:

My truly DISGUSTING story from yesterday:

I am sitting in the car, about to leave Hamilton East after signing house purchase papers.

In front of me is a park.  It's very open to the shops/road/pedestrians etc.

A woman walks past my car and steps onto the grass in the park, about 6 meters in front of me.

Next thing I know, she stops, hauls her track pants and knickers down to her knees, bends over, tilts her posterior up and proceeds to have a piddle! 

Due to the manner in which she had her bum angled, I (and everyone around her), got a 100% view of EVERYTHING she had for breakfast, lunch and dinner!

I was gobsmacked and horrified!  All I could think of was "Please don't have a poo too!"

Luckily she didn't, she just had this monstrous piddle, then hauls her pants up and carries on walking across the park!

And the kicker?

Guess where the nearest public toilets were?

200 meters ahead of her, in the park!

I never, ever want to see something like that again.  

ABOVE: Said woman walking away after her piddle!  You are SO lucky I didn't photograph her doing it!

TALLULAH:  is doing well.  Still scared to move much.  But she is eating a bit, though I have to hand feed her as she's not sure how to eat with the plastic Elizabethan Collar on.  Poor darling.

 ABOVE: When I put her in the bedroom, she stood just like that, and did not move a fraction for a good 5 minutes!  She was totally freaked out and bamboozled by the collar!  
That collar thingee is to stop her licking or pulling her stitches out.
She gets her stitches out in 10 days.

ABOVE: How sad yet adorable does she look!  Awwwww... 'Lulah you are gorgeous.

Well... today I have a lady coming to do a quote to move our furniture and effects to Hamilton.  
Other than that, it should be a quiet day.  
As I'm fairly tired, that is a good thing.

ONWARD...

Well... the lady from NZ Vanlines came and has done her thing, we should get her quote on Monday.

Now... back to the correct spelling of SPEY/SPAY... when I picked Tallulah up last night the vet gave me an information sheet pertaining to Tallulah's post-op care.

ABOVE:  How our VET spelled the word.  Just like me.  Just sayin'.

My cough  has been horrible the last 24 hours.  Lots of throwing up.  Might go to the Dr again next week if it's still this bad.

I've done lots of housework this morning, and coughing.  Coughing is TIRING!  I'm gunna have a nap.  YEAH. 

Just got a phone call.  No nap for me.  Griffin's been hurt at school so I have to go pick him up and get him to the Doctor.  Hurt leg.  Not sure how bad. 

20 minutes later and I've brought him home with a pressure bandage on his shin. He got kicked playing soccer (an accident). The nurse put ice on his leg and the swelling has gone down a bit.  He can walk just fine, so  I'm not going to take him to the Dr.  Drama over.

Well ... another day ends.  We  have enjoyed a quiet Friday evening.  Off to bed shortly, hoping I don't start coughing again and end up sleeping on a lounge chair.