Monday 9th February
Today we had insulation batts installed in our ceiling. Anybody who has ever had anything to do with installing said batts will know it is a totally unpleasant job. That is the reason I was not doing the job myself. As well I have heard too many horror stories of batts being installed over electrical fittings, causing a short and ending with a house being destroyed by fire. Added to that were the deaths of four installers a few years ago stapling insulation in place and being electrocuted. Our house is steel framed adding to the concerns of electrical problems. Of course it was a hot sunny day and the man doing the installation was alone, his assistant was away suffering from bereavement leave of a funeral last week for the death of a friend’s young baby. I was a bit anxious all the time the man was in the ceiling cavity and grateful when he completed the task and he was in one piece and healthy although he had lost some weight due to heavy perspiration.
Tuesday 10th February
The house seems cooler today although by midday it was overcast and we had some showers.
It felt cooler as we walked into the house from outside.
Saturday 14th February – Valentines Day.
Hmmm! What romantic things did we do today?
The new bed I ordered two weeks ago arrived wrapped in plastic. We worked together removing the
plastic and assembling the little legs. Donnis baked a cake – Gluten free – made from almond meal –
to take with us as we were visiting Peter, Regelyn and Chris. On arrival we discovered the cake, which was lovingly placed in a wicker basket with a cloth around it was left on a chair on our verandah.
Sunday 15th February
After a week of doing much other than things which needed doing around the house I was being to feel house bound. We had to get out of the house.
The Gold Coast always has a program of activities almost every week and especially on weekends. This week there was a sand sculpture competition in progress and we thought it might be interesting to have a look late in the afternoon. Imagine our surprise to find that upon arrival at Surfers Paradise the traffic was crawling along the esplanade and most of them, like us, was looking for a parking spot. Then came the obstacle course of walking along the path along with thousands of other people all stopping to look at the sand sculptures and or the markets which were still in full swing this late in the afternoon.
We then walked back along the beach paddling in the waves as they slid up on the shore. How can I convey the wonderful feeling of being on the beach, sand between my toes, water lapping my legs and breathing the salt laden air.
We must do this more often.