Journey to farmlife

27 June 2009

The dentist visit was a very expensive appointment. It turned out the pain I was having was due to two cracks in the tooth. The dentist was amazing and calmed my raging nerves the best he could. I walked out 30 minutes later with a large bill and a very numb jaw but at least the pain is gone and the problem resolved.

Today is Saturday and my lovely husband is with us. We have many plans for today and hopefully the weather plays along too. The sun is out and it looks like the wet weather is over again.

We made a quick trip to the hardware to purchase a mortar mix, some turp’s and some plasterboard compound. At home we pulled out the old skirting and put in there place the newly painted, patterned ones. I enjoyed the completed sight of the walls. Next to get done was the mortar mix in-between the slate along the wall which was missing due to the bookcase that was there. Filling in the gaps proved to a very dirty job. My wonderfully patience husband was very frustrated and gave up soon. So there was nothing to do but for me to complete it. I grabbed some gloves and tackled the very nasty job. About an hour later I stood up after being on my hands and knees washing the excess mortar away for ages. At last it was finished. What a monumental job this was. I still have to go around the lounge edge to fill in by all the other skirting but that can be saved for another day. I was exhausted. Johnny had moved on to patching up the joins down the passage and finished up the repair job at the bottom of the passage wall. After that he repaired a part of the bathroom window sill which was damaged by water from the shower. He did a fantastic job.

Jonathan had returned home from his school camp exhausted. I think he fell asleep last night at six and only woke this morning about ten. I got snipers of information about what they got up too and I’m sure the rest will come out slowly. Boys and communication! I’ve learnt to be patient with my son and he releases the information at intervals. I will have to be satisfied with the story about being caught in a rip at the beach. Hair – raising! I tried hard not to react as a mother does and listened intently to the explanation on how they escaped the rip. Afterwards I managed to coerce him into chopping some firewood for us which he compliantly went to do. Ah, if only he was like this always. Never mind I shall enjoy the brief enjoyment of a compliant teenager for a short time.

The goats were let out into the big paddock again and they seem to enjoy it more today than before. They do not like to be left alone and make a lot of noise if I turn my back on them and walk away. They run frantically after me. It’s quite funny actually. They are like big puppy dogs really.