Fun day catching up with a friend from Melbourne and another local girl.  We drove to the Gold Coast and had lunch together and lots of chatting about things.  It was a beautiful day and such a delightful change from being at home. For those who are curious I am wearing the spotty shirt.

Now I face a dilemma.  My father was in care so we could have a break and he broke his arm.  It is healed now but the care was cancelled.  Last week someone cancelled their care break and we were given a spot.  In a few hours we organised a brief break for the carers too.  So do I open my money tin?  Do I keep on saving for Christmas and keep on being as frugal as I can?  Decisions are not my forte.  Maybe I should take the tin and bust it open if I need too.

More cat antics

It seems my little Nimbus feels she should cover her litter tray efforts.  This started last week when she did not have her usual tray but today it has extended.  Nimbus please leave my clothes out of the business end of your life.

The sealed pot challenge.

Things around here have changed so much in the last month.  I have less change to stuff in the pot. I wonder if the pot will look this healthy when I open it? On the flip side I have managed to deposit some chunks into the fund that will pay for my hearing aids.  Since they are as dear as I don't know what I can say that is polite it is taking some doing.

Nimbus

This is the prettiest cat ever and yes I admit I am biased.  Of course I should have edited this photo first.

The plastic cupboard

Our kitchen is very compact with three corner cupboards.  One is not so bad as it has a door on the other side.  However the other two are deeper than my reach.  One contains the plastic ware and another is the pantry.  I have just spent half an hour on my hands and knees teaming lids with their other half and I am only 25% done.   As great as containers are they are also a literal pain in the well knees!

I'd love to know how others deal with the tower of plastic that seems to grow without rhyme or reason.

Biting the bullet; or forcing myself to face reality

Due to things beyond my control my monthly income has decreased by one third.  Around the same time both my daughters have left home.  I am sure it will balance.  For now it is a little frightening.  Therefore an old fashioned system has been implemented and a pencil and notebook are in my handbag.  This is so I can try and record every red cent that is spent can be recorded.  Initially I was relying on receipts.  This failed as I was not given a docket in Aldi and the post office.

I have also returned recording my food intake at http://www.calorieking.com.au.   This is free for me right now and is eye opening.