Day 229 And Then She Didn’t …

Darling daughter and the damned rabbit. She wanted me to rabbit sit last nite so her landlord wouldn’t know it was a bunnymate when the 6 month rental inspection was being done (to make sure the house hadn’t been destroyed).

By 11pm she still hadn’t shown up, so I rang her and said it’s ridiculous, the landlord won’t care – it’s not like it’s a herd of buffalos – and besides, bunny is going to a new family over the weekend.

Daughter finally agreed, but by then my pre sleep routine was smashed. I’d had a busy day, and was keyed up and sore. Didn’t take bath, just fell into bed.

To not sleep.

Tired, sore, not sleepy – pure torture.

So yes, today was a write off, with mother of all Flares. I thought perhaps I’d had a full body stroke during the nite, but no, just those damn buffalos stampeding all over me.

TRAVEL DIARY:
Have appointment to speak on phone tomorrow to travel agent to fix up details of flights and hotel bookings. Remembered I must arrange to hitch a ride on one of the travel carts at LAX because the walk from plane to Customs is so long, the Aussies would say, “Take a packed lunch.”

My tooth hurts like hell, my body is bruised from the inside, I’m as tired as a teenager asked to do homework, and I’m fed up.

I thought you might like a little whine with your reading. 😉

I’m just retreatin’ …