Like a beached whale

Do you ever have those days when you feel like a beached whale? I am not sure if that is an Aussie expression so my Northern Hemisphere readers might be wondering what on earth I am talking about. LOL! Well it means having days when you just don't FEEL like doing anything even though you KNOW you have heaps to do like going through all the kitchen cupboards and sorting through what really needs to be kept after forty years of living in the same house.

Part of the problem is lack of sleep I am sure and while I don't want to get accustomed to taking something to help me sleep I am finding that the bottle of Melatonin is becoming my best friend. I don't take it very often but it is good to know it is there when I become desperate. It doesn't make me feel groggy when I wake up so that is a plus. If all the residents hree would just go to bed at a normal hour and stay there until a decent hour in the morning I am sure I would sleep much better.

Another reason for the blahs is that the restumping is being done on this old house and I am not used to having workmen around. I am used to my routine and am realising more and more as I get older that I just don't like change! Just the thought of the kitchen and bathroom renovations being done is almost becoming overwhelming. Once I hear from the builders about a definite date that they will be starting I will make plans to exit the premises until much of the work is done. The CEO has birds to look after so will be here to supervise. I have decided that 70 is not the age when one starts doing the first renovations of one's life!

 

 However, after looking at some of the wooden stumps that have been removed....

...I am surprised that the house hasn't fallen off the stumps by now. LOL!

 I have been making regular trips to the garden to get away from the mess and the noise while the work is being done and was thrilled to see the cream cliveas that a friend gave me are now flowering.

 I bought myself some pretty pansies which I put in a pot on an outside table so I could have somewhere to go and sit in the sun and look at their beautiful faces.

 I noticed the very old mulberry tree which was supposed to be cut down a number of years ago is absolutely covered in mulberries this year which is surprising as we have had hardly any rain. Last year there weren't many and those that did develop were eaten by flying foxes.

The freesias always remind me that spring has arrived even though the last few days have felt like winter once again. Rain was forecast but we didn't get a drop unfortunately. However it was probably for the best around here as there is so much dirt and dust around with the restumping being done that I don't think I could cope with mud as well. I must say the tradies doing the job are extremely hard workers and it is not an easy job. Wooden stumps have been replaced by metal which is not something I was aware of before the job began. You are never too old to learn something new. 

Now I must go and do something constructive as I have just eaten a packet of Quinitos all by myself which is extremely naughty. Just as well I don't get the blahs too often or I would be like the side of a house :-) Hmmm, where is my pedometer???