Despite what it looks like from here I have been "doing stuff"
Some of it is work related like going to the plant market or visiting clients.
Plant market is fun as we haven't bought much this year due to our lack of water stopping people buying plants. Clients are also fun - advising them how to reduce their lawns without just putting down gravel and plastic plants.
I'm also doing a lovely design job for the Esplanade at St Leonards where the views of the water are fabulous and the plants have to be hardy in the extreme. They also have to complement the existing swathe of concrete in the front which the clients wish to retain.
Some stuff is routine and mundane, like most of life seems to be these days:- sorting things out at my family home, things like tax returns and solicitor visits for my late father, medical and other appointments that seem to come around so quickly if they are of the monthly or even 6 weekly kind and the biggie..... attempting to find my dining room table.
I know it's there somewhere. I regularly clear great wads of newspapers, towering piles of junk mail that arrive EVERY day and real letters, but I have come to the sad conclusion that somewhere under
the lip of the table is a little vast nest where all this STUFF breeds.
I can't persuade Pepper to eat it, she quite obviously prefers the chocolate papers (Husband's) out of the waste paper bin, or grotty old yummy tasting tissues from the bathroom bin, or worn out socks from the bedroom bin, or old paintbrushes or any other exciting object from the bin in the study. Hmmm, maybe I need to empty the bins more often as well.
Some stuff is fun, exciting and pleasurable, like several reunions, knitting night meeting and Morongo Old Collegians activities (time consuming one recently was the Annual General Meeting) As President this year I had to write speeches and plan the agenda. I also arranged the reunion of my class of (gulp...1967!!!) (Why me? - because I was determined that it wasn't going to pass by without a party of some kind and no-one else had put up a hand - more of that one later) (Also why did I think it was a clever idea to have these 2 events on the same day? And of course when I chose the date I didn't know a funeral would be happening the week before - hindsight is a wonderful thing)
We had time to lunch last Monday with some friends dating back to my first year at Teacher's College, where we figured out that as I had just organised the "40 years since we left school" reunion we were about to celebrate 40 years since we all met!
These numbers are really starting to get scary, but as all my friends involved haven't changed a bit since then, I naturally assume that I haven't either. ( I refuse to look at old photos that show a skinny young thing with legs that...never mind!)
I feel another reunion coming on..... please stop me from putting my hand up this time!
I am determined to write about something fun in my next post and to do it a bit more often again - although maybe just looking at what I've written here I can forgive myself for not getting here sooner.
I'm ashamed to say that we continued to eat our way through the week with lunch with our colleagues at The Wintergarden on Tuesday and dinner with friends in Geelong at 
