THIS 'N' THAT

 Got a list of things I want to get done today.

1.  Make a hair appointment.  I'm two months overdue for a colour and cut. Can't.  They are closed on a Monday.

2.  Get the washing done. That's on.

3. Move the shelving unit from Bedroom #1 to Bedroom #2.  10.30 am:  DONE

4. Strip wallpaper in the front door area, and maybe the remainder of the dining room and kitchen.  Meh. Maybe not today.

5. Check I didn't kill the fish! All alive, for now!

Yeah... last night I filled the pond.  It was quite low.  Instead of filling buckets and adding the de-chlorination drops into the bucket, before adding it to the pond, which takes ages... I just put the hose in the pond and added drops every now and then. 

I figured it would 'mix' in the same... right?  

Well... if there's some floaters this morning, I will know I probably shouldn't have done it like that!

FINGERS CROSSED.

Lacy is coming to help with the paper stripping again... thank goodness.  We get heaps done as a team.

And that's me for now.  I'll be back later.

9.30 am:  Lacy is here, and I'm already knackered from doing the basic housework.

Changed sheets, changed duvet cover, tidied house, got washing on etc.

LOL... then Lacy left and I carried on with a couple of smaller jobs.  

And then... Bex arrived.  So we sat and yakked for a while, then she left.

And now... I'm going to the supermarket for the week's groceries.

Wallpaper stripping can wait.  I'm not in the mood now.

Worth noting... we have no dead fish.  YET.

1.48 pm:  And the shopping is done, unpacked and put away.  And my back is fair killing me.

Time to relax, put me feet up and do nothing for a  while.

I had the MOST weird experience this afternoon!

I was sitting in the family room, minding my own business when I heard the front door open and close.

The dogs went nuts, running and barking like mad to the front door.

I got up, thinking "Who is that coming in?"...

I thought it must be Bex or Brylee, cos they have front door keys.  But no.

There is no one there!

But the key is rocking in the door.  So I look outside, and inside.  No one.

OMG.  The key is still rocking after TEN MINUTES!  I just stand there looking at it.  

ROCKING.  Back and forth, back and forth.

I check for a draft.  Nope.

I go back to my chair.  Sit there for 30 minutes and go check that freaking key again.  

STILL AS, no longer rocking.

So.  Who the fuck opened the door, shut it and disappeared in like, 10 seconds????????

???????????

I just told Stew about it now that he's home.  He's no idea either.

I think we have a ghost.  A smart arse ghost.  Cos I've had that happen before in this house.

BEC:  The door WAS locked!!!

Anyone worried about Ron over in NSW, Australia in relation to the flooding.  He is on HIGH ground, so very safe from flooding.  Though I do worry about slips because he's on a ridge.  But he assures me he's safe.

9.54 pm:  First time in forever, TV tonight was hysterical.  We watched a Billy Connolly special.  I haven't laughed that much in many months.

Time to sign off for the day, catch ya tomorrow.