23rd March 2025
My first real day back in the US, custard slices and bacon rolls are now a thing of the past, although writing them out stirred a longing that cannot be fulfilled.
It’s time to get back to small helpings and healthy breakfasts, after the three week indulgence.
Even though I was living in a bit of a fog, I went into the garage to glue some support rails to a couple of drawers for a dresser that we were are due to deliver tomorrow, that was the limit of my abilities, the rest of the day was to chill the heck out.
Another job was to replace the mechanism of our clock. I brought one back with me that I had, so I dismantled the old part and replaced it with the new.
When it came to the reassembly I had to connect two clips that held the clock body into the frame. These were quite strong, so I wasn’t sure how to refit them.
At this point my brain went dim, I had chosen a direction where I had to depress the full force of the clip, which was bloody impossible.
Kelli came along, took one look, and click, click located the clip with no effort. I looked in disbelief at the simplicity of her action, I sank into the floor in my embarrassment.
This was going to be the talking point when we went to Kelli’s mums house for ice cream.
On the many times I’ve been in the same embarrassment, I always answer “ oh I did that for a laugh, I’m not really that daft”.
The truth is, I didn’t, and I really am.
Another Lifetime to go 