At the end of December, just as I jetted off to Australia, Andrew jetted off to work in the British Virgin Islands. He wasn’t sure how long for, but he hoped it’d be for a while.
Four months on, and the boy is back! Thoroughly enjoyed the sun, the sand and the sea. He also enjoyed the gym, returning with rather excellent muscles…..
He didn’t enjoy the job quite so much though; the Organisation wasn’t as well organised as he’d hoped, and the rather relaxed approach to hospitality was not quite to his taste. Give him the high-octane atmosphere of a fine dining kitchen any day!! Let’s see what unfolds for him in the next chapter, eh?
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, I thought I’d tackle the ‘floordrobe’ that I’d created the other day. Ha! Much easier said, than done. First, I had to get that feisty furniture fitted together.
The drawer, although now glued and mended, took a little bit of effort to get back into the body of the chest. It was proving unwieldy, and my arms were seemingly not quite long enough to shuffle the dratted thing into place. Eventually, and after much huffing and puffing, I fettled a solution involving a stool and some brute force. Ta-Da!! It’s in!!
Now, to dismantle the ‘floordrobe’!!
The highs and lows of every day living, eh? From excitedly greeting the jet-setter to a spot of DIY. Yin and Yang; the light and shade of whatever the universe throws at us. Keeps me on my toes, anyway!
Take care everyone.