It's been a good day here in most respects. Indeed, in nearly all respects!
Because I got to bed late after Skyping last night, and had been up early from the get-go, I switched off the alarms on my phone. I slept very soundly and until about 8:30am.
The morning was taken up with drafting and marking calves. We had quite a team to do it: Dad doing the marking and tagging, Little Sister and Second Oldest Sister loading up the ear-tags and marking rings, and me, Michael and Barry S droving and drafting them in.
I lost count of how many cows went through for drenching and calves were marked and tagged. At any rate it was a beautiful sun-drenched morning for it, and Michael was on his best behaviour. It was good to have Barry especially: he handles cattle well and he's a very level-headed man.
We'd finished with the cattle by midday, which happened to coincide with the corned beef finishing in the pot. Score! It was as good a piece of silverside as I've ever had, eaten with lettuce and tomatoes. Oddly, Michael stayed sitting outside on the verandah in a deckchair. I don't know if he was sulking or just enjoying the sun. It's just kind of awkward.
After lunch there was some activity on Fran's and my car - Michael volunteered to change the oil in
both(!) and I changed the tyre on mine that kept slowly going down. Good to get that off my conscience.
At about 4pm I headed out on a long Sunday run, in a big loop to the east of here. You know that I've been kind of avoiding the more awkward bits of the Little Sister - Michael situation, and on a long run bullshit can never catch up with you. Never have I been so thankful that when the ex wanted out of our marriage, she zapped the relationship with clinical, hitwoman-esque efficiency. Clean wounds heal fastest.
Anyway, it was a truly stunning day to be out. The crops of canola and triticale are coming up everywhere, and the afternoon sunlight was positively golden.
When I got back I gave the dog a short walk and admired a pink-gold sunset.
This was about as good as the evening got: dinner was logistically awkward as Little Sister and Michael spent several hours on a heart-to-heart in the kitchen. I don't know what the outcome was, although Michael came into the lounge room about 15 minutes ago (while I was typing this), leading to this exchange -
Michael: "Alright all, I'm off"
Mum: "Oh OK. See you in a week or two?"
And with that he left. Sigh: I can understand a great many things, but I doubt I will ever understand people.
Not much more to add. This week looks quiet at work and I may well spend some quality time looking for a second job, or a post-April 2016 job, or both.
Looking forward to updating you all!