Slump

OK, my euphoria at coming home has been quashed by 18 mosquito and sandfly bites, large amounts of humidity and M playing Dr Jekyll & Mr Hyde. He is possessed by finishing off the kitchen, the proximity of his family and (I suspect) my interuption of his bachelor life. Nevertheless, he continues to make me pesto - so I am valiantly playing the role of tolerant princess. Dylan and Rachael arrive tomorrow afternoon, which is going to be cool - although I have to have a serious chunk of work done by the end of the week and this might detract from my 'hostessing' abilities.

I bit the bullet today and bought THIRTY mosquito coils and a LARGE bottle of tropical strength Aeroguard. Once my next payday ticks around I will also invest in some mega-strength Vitamin B (even though I can find no scientific research that upholds the general agreement that mosquitos stay away from B-junkies). Every little bit helps.

Before I left (just now on three weeks ago) I planted some corn seedlings and magic hidden object games to play for free some sunflower seeds. They are now both higher than my knees - a dog vitamin c product of the huge amount of rain that happened in my absence. Go corn! I continue to plot my revenge on the bastard shutupandstopit next door. I now have M's permission, once the house is sold, to drive past the front of their house and scream 'WAYNE - shut the gate you useless f****** c***!' Which is only a tiny fragment of what I heard him scream at the mother of his children this morning at...oh, about 8am this morning. But I am still tempted to record him in full flight and play it loudly over the fence at opportune moments...hum. Might have to get my blackbelt beforehand.