[m i a o w] the cat

We’ve gone through the money we got back from the bank, and my long awaited tax return has been whittled to nothing by sheds, soil, landscaping and bills. Today I spent our last $4.40 on two loads of wash. I went to the coin laundry that’s 20cents more expensive but is near the water - so I swam while my clothes (and the guest towels and sheets) got themselves cleaned up. I got home, salty fresh, and encountered two good things. One was an offer in the letter box, from the evil Commonwealth Bank, to increase my poor exhausted credit limit - and the other was large mounds of dirt and rock that M had wheedled out of the shutupandstopit from next door. We will use it as a base for the little concrete slab, and to fill the dam out the back. There’s heaps. Literally. So we have decided to use the extra bit of credit limit to build the laundry and the fence and then (fingers crossed) we should be ready to sell up. (Although if M reads this, he will just shrug in a kind of Latin manner, and look to the sky and repeat his mantra; “there’s still a lot of tweaking to do…”. Grand Final tomorrow. Think I might be going for Brisbane…for purely geographic reasons, and the lack of a Melbourne team…of course.