It’s been crazy humid – and the forecast showers persist. Some of the washing I put out on Wednesday dried. I left the rest out. Some more dried, in between showers, on Thursday. I left the rest out till it all dried yesterday.
Which is lucky, because nothing’s happened in the dryer-fixing department yet.
I know, I know… it’s a bit old, and rusty, and so last century. But.. Linda… I like it! And I don’t like tumble dryers! So I continue to hope that Himself can keep tinkering with this ad infinitum (like Missy Boo’s friend!) Despite hearing about a few more in existence, I think second hand ones are probably a bit hard to come by!
Instead of fixing appliances, today we’ve been doing a bit of gardening. More accurately, ‘reverse gardening’:
Apart from the fact that this… scrub .. will have to make way for the proposed double garage, it’s bloody awful anyway. The previous owners who planted all this stuff were crazy people, seriously… the ghastly stuff they planted.. and the amount of it on this small block. Insanity. What’s more insane is that it’s taken us more than 10 years to get around to hacking into it.
Well, that’s the first trailer load – of a few planned for this weekend. We were interrupted by a couple of hours of rain (so missed closing time at the tip) – and we’ve got enough cut down and waiting to make up another load at least as high. When I say ‘we’, I mainly mean ‘he’. I was only wielding the secateurs (as opposed to the bush saw) – and stacking the trailer till it got too high for me to reach. But I still sweated bucket loads – and I’ve got blisters.
The weather may save my poor widdle hand tomorrow, as it’s been raining pretty steadily since about 5.00 this afternoon – and the forecast ain’t looking good for tomorrow. ‘Good’ being a somewhat subjective term, I know – if I could send the damn stuff west, I would!
Maybe I’ll get the dryer fixed after all.