Two days for the price of one…

Not much happened yesterday, so no post. It was a very quiet day. Anzac and I went for a walk and just about everything startled him. He walked as far away as possible from a large woman in a blue and black tracksuit. He refused to walk past a wheelie bin that was covered in a garden scene. We had to cross the road to get past it.

It was very windy; I’m so sick of the wind. It makes the summer in this area so unpleasant.

Stephen had to go into the office and he took the car so I was home without it.  I should have done a lot, but I didn’t get much done that was constructive. I should have done some more sanding so I could get the first stage of the painting done, but didn’t. What I did was a lot more research reading tech writing blogs and then ended the day by applying for a job as a technical assistant with an oil and gas company. While I really want to go with the freelance tech writing, I’m still applying for jobs that look interesting. Nothing else will give me the freedom that freelancing will give, though.

Today started with a visit by the fencing contractor to have a look at the fence so he can quote and write a report for the insurance company. We also met the next door neighbor’s son and daughter-in-law, who came over to find out what’s happening about the fence. Nice people. We’ll email him the quote and report when we get it so he can send it on to his dad’s insurance company.

We pruned a few of the shrubs in the front yard as they’ve now finished flowering. The Geraldton Waxes were looking a bit scruffyso they’ve now been cut back and shaped a bit; the Toothbrush Grevillea was way too big and spreading too wide so we took quite a bit off the top and around the sides; some of the groundcover Grevilleas were spreading too far and covering the path, making it hard to get through the garden, so we cut those back to straight edges.

I had a call from a friend who wondered if I was interested in re-writing his friend’s resumé. He’s going to pass on my contact info. Maybe resumé writing is something I should add to my tech writing offerings.

The rest of the day was filled with normal Saturday things like grocery shopping, laundry, dead-heading the roses and throwing the ball for Anzac.

Home again…

The wind blew hard all night and reminded us that we are back in Perth, reputed to be the third windiest city in the world. No daylight savings means that the sun was up before 5am and I was awake with it. I had an appointment with the hairdresser, but wasn’t happy to learn that my hairdresser had left the salon, unexpectedly. I’m not so sure about the haircut I got. I don’t think it’s styled as well, the shape just doesn’t seem to be right, but it will probably be different once I’ve washed it myself.

All is well around the house. There’s a hole in the back lawn that the dogs (Anzac mostly, I’d guess) have been working on. It’s in a popular digging spot that we’ve struggled to keep refilled with dirt and planted with grass. Anzac has also chewed a hole through one of the dog bed mattress covers, through and into the mattress itself so he can pull the woollen stuffing out. That’s all going to be a bit of a challenge to patch. He’s also chewed a hole in the cover of the other dog bed mattress in the bedroom. He’s always liked chewing on fabric – particularly if he’s awake and  bored and doesn’t have a toy to chew on. I have some curtain material from the curtains we had up in Jabiru. It’s thermal-backed calico. I think I’ll make pillowcase type covers out of some of it. They might hold up a bit better to his attention.

After some grocery shopping we took the dogs to the beach and a good time was had by all. It was a hot day (mid 30’s C) and was a very pleasant late afternoon beach visit.  Anzac loves the water, though the waves were a bit rough, and he runs around like a crazy thing, usually taking a nip at Kaz’s ears as he races past her. She’s so good with him, she’s so tolerant. Her ears have always been sensitive but she rarely objects to his harassment, she usually gets fully involved in the craziness herself.  She even got herself wet. She’s getting braver all the time and doesn’t hesitate now to run along through the shallows and will even go in far enough that her belly gets wet – just. They both love the socialising at the beach, though we do still have to put Anzac on the lead if there are other people or dogs. He gets easily distracted and excited and it’s easier to keep him close and under control on the lead.

The hole in the Dog Bed

The hole in the Dog Bed