Well, dentists are about to join my list of *people I don't like visiting*. Having my mouth shoved full of gunk to take impressions of my cross bite is one thing; cutting my inner jaw in the process another thing entirely! Wondering if all the angst is really worth it. *sigh*
And so
not a wonderful day. I am not a fan of cold & wet ~ especially when I have to be out in it. John had the sort of headache that induces vomiting [so much fun!

] & we had to do the tile crawl looking for bathroom tiles. This is never a fun thing to do together. Doubly not fun with a sick hubby in tow who would have taken the first tiles he liked @ his price & have done.

No consideration for how the finished thing will actually look overall or fit with everything else & unfortunately for me glossy B&W seems to be in right now & I. Can. Not. Stand. It!!!! Or flat grey.
Oh, there we were things we both liked @ first sight, BOTH of us, but invariably that was the most expensive tile on the floor or didn't come in a smaller size.
Understandably we didn't come home having made a choice. Which means we have to go back...
For 2 days my girls have been penned & they were. not. happy. about. it. @ all. I heard them surge towards the back wall & start calling as the car pulled in. *sigh* I get it. I really do. The open run has trees, & roots & lovely hidey holes for sun bathing, so I rushed to let them out. Even the Campines had no qualms about scooting past me. So I made myself a coffee & stood @ the end window in my living room to survey the peace & joy of my flock scavenging happily in their run ~ when there was movement amongst my azaleas. Yep. I had a Campine out. That was fun. Any other chook would squat & quiver once cornered. Not the Campines. They go berserk. I thought she would break her neck before I could get a good grip on her & toss her back over the fence.

At least she just ran & didn't fly. If that ever occurs to her I am in trouble.
What the man & I could agree on was we never, ever want grass & we like sandstone. 160 sq m arrives Monday or Tuesday.

I know why we keep reverting to outside. We argue less.
