Well there you go, I came here to talk all about myself and my car accident yesterday, and Tone goes and gets himself dethroned. Talk about selfish. So now it’s a cup of tea with him, scones and all.
I don’t mind waking up to a new prime minister, though I do suppose they should be concerned about you know, actually running the country, rather than faffing everybody about. While I sort of hoped T.Ab would hang about until the next election so the whole party would be wiped out by a landslide, I’m reasonably happy Turnbull is in the top job. Same shit, different jacket? Very possibly, but at least his policies would align more closely to mine. However, too progressive isn’t progressive enough in my opinion, so I hope they still get turfed come election day.
The other drama of yesterday involved two cars making out in the middle of a busy street. Nobody was hurt, thankfully, but both cars will need some TLC. It was also a fine time to find out my insurance had lapsed, and that’s never something you want to realise after an accident. I sorted it out toot sweet, but if any of y’all know a good smash repairs in Brunswick, hit me up! I still have to organise that. And do me a favour? Check your damn policy!
The brief warmer weather saw a bit of a spruce-up of the outdoor area, and I found some hooks already set up around the perimeter of the balcony, so you can bet we’ll be the brightest house on the block come christmastime. I’m already excited for that time of year (sorry/not sorry). I took my half-dead plants outside for some sunshine and a soak, and found the packets of seeds I should have planted already. I am the world’s laziest gardener.
I also managed to get in a ridiculous cocktail at LuWow for a friend’s birthday on the weekend, which only furthered my determination to turn the balcony into some kind of fairylight wonderland. I was also introduced to The Royle Family, which rapidly became my most favourite thing ever and I’ve been bingeing on it whenever I can. Cue me talking like I’m from Manchester at any given opportunity, driving everybody mad. How have I not known about this show before? I feel like I’ve wasted my life.
Lots to do this week, and I’m about as motivated as a slug. We’re off north again on the weekend, as Lunchbox is playing in the Teacher’s Games and the girls and I will be staying with some family in Rushworth. Might even take Biggie to see my very first school I went to in Tongala, as she’s about to start transition to prep and is super-interested in all things school. That’s if it’s still there, I hear they’ve moved to a new building now.
Anyway, work to do, laundry to sort (ugh), groceries to order as the car probably shouldn’t be driven, and 92 crumbly bits of goddamn playdough scattered hither and yon that I need to vacuum. Or vlack-vluum if you’re Smalls. Who turns three next week! I can’t believe it.
Hope your week was/will be a good one.