Confession. We are having problems with cockroaches.
About a month ago the number of droppings beneath our sink signalled an increased presence of visiting pests.
Confession. We are having problems with cockroaches.
About a month ago the number of droppings beneath our sink signalled an increased presence of visiting pests.
My ‘regular’ (that is, if both my friend and I are available) Saturday morning routine goes something like this:
Sometimes things would be so much easier if the fur kids were human kids. For example, children would not be expected to stay in the States for at least six months and require blood tests to ensure that they have acquired enough rabies antibodies before they're allowed back in Australia. And then, when they have returned to Australia, they'd be allowed to live with you straight away, not spend at least a month in Quarantine.
The problem with (or maybe intention of) fortune cookie fortunes is that the fortunes are so open to interpretation.
On my current project, I have been set up with an e-mail ID within our client's company so I am effectively an employee of the company. As an employee there are a number of training modules I need to undertake to comply with the company's policies, one of them being the company's occupational health and safety (OH&S) policy. So there I am, in the office after five on a Friday, trying to complete my OH&S training and reading about the signs or symptoms of stress ...
Last week I spent four days in Melbourne on business and each night I ventured out to ‘forage’ for dinner. Eating alone gave me plenty of time to reflect on past times in Melbourne!
I was using our updated travel reservation system to book a business trip to Melbourne. Besides the itinerary and invoice, three meeting notices appeared in my Inbox.
Last Wednesday I cautiously stepped along a narrow ridge keeping close to the steep, craggy slopes as I peered down into a chasm of raging waters. I traversed the mountain range in the torrential rain, sinking knee deep in clay and mud with every step.
Walking with my friend this morning:
Me:
“You seem to be getting fitter. You're walking fast!”
K:
“Really? I thought you were walking fast.”
Me:
“I'm not talking much because I'm trying to keep up with you.”
K:
“I'm walking fast to try and keep up with you!”
We both agreed to slow down!